Chapter 277: How long has it been since you had a meal in the cafeteria?

"Boss Mi, this is Old Xia who is the contractor of the cafeteria."

Zhang Xiaoyu pointed to a man who was about fifty years old, with a big belly and a slightly bald head, and introduced him to Mi Xia.

Zhang Xiaoyu no longer called her Sister Xia in front of others, but instead called her President Mi in a proper manner.

"Hello, Mr. Mi, Hello, Mr. Mi." Old Xia wanted to extend his hand to shake hands with Mi Xia, but the murderous eyes of the men around him glared back, so he had to retract his hand silently.

"This girl is really pretty. I'm afraid she's being kept by some rich man." Old Xia secretly complained in his heart.

"Old Xia, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and lead the way."

Old Xia was suddenly awakened and hurriedly took Mi Xia and the group into the cafeteria.

It was not yet time for lunch, and only a few employees in special positions and some delivery drivers were eating in the cafeteria.

Seeing Mi Xia and the others coming in, several employees who were eating whispered to each other: "I heard that the most beautiful woman is the boss of our factory."

"Is it true? How do you know?"

"My cousin is in the logistics department. There have been rumors these days that the big boss is coming to inspect. It is also said that the big boss loves a beautiful woman. Look at the canteen contractor Lao Xia. If it weren't for the big boss, would he be so servile?"

An employee at the side looked at Lao Xia, who was usually 1.8 meters tall, but now seemed to be only 1.6 meters tall. He couldn't even straighten his back as he led the way in front.

"Old Xia is such a jerk. I heard that the factory's meal standard is one dollar a meal, but he feeds us like pig food every day."

"But the boss is so good-looking! If I could marry such a beautiful wife, it would be worth dying for."

"Just go ahead and dream your dreams. You're so bold!"

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Although the employees were chatting in low voices, Mi Xia could hear them. Mi Xia didn't say anything and went straight to the kitchen of the cafeteria.

In the kitchen, several aunts and uncles in white clothes were busy.

"Stop for a moment, the boss is here to inspect." Old Xia called out, and everyone stopped in response.

Mi Xia waved her hand and said, "Let them do what they need to do. Don't delay the employees' meals. I'll just take a look."

Old Xia hurriedly asked everyone to continue working, but ever since he entered the kitchen, sweat has been pouring down his face.

The entire kitchen floor was sticky and filled with an indescribable stench mixed with the smell of rotting vegetables, and the ground was sticky to the feet when walking on it.

It was okay for the cafeteria employees to wear boots, but it was hard for Mi Xia and his group, especially the young masters from Hong Kong.

They had grown up in luxury and had never seen such a scene. Rather than a canteen kitchen, they imagined a pigsty to be nothing more than this.

Several young masters covered their noses, their faces turned pale, and their leather shoes were stuck several times and couldn't be taken off.

Mi Xia didn't say anything, she just walked around the kitchen, even when a few mice ran past her feet, she didn't change her expression.

Zhang Xiaoyu, who was following behind Mi Xia, also said nothing, but just glared at Lao Xia with a sullen look.

Fortunately, Mi Xia only took a turn and came out from the kitchen, otherwise the several Hong Kong young masters who followed her would probably have fainted in there.

Everyone followed Mi Xia silently without saying a word. Mi Xia came to the door of the cafeteria, turned around and said to Zhang Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, go and gather the middle-level and above managers of the institute. I'll wait here."

Zhang Xiaoyu had already scolded Lao Xia bitterly, but when he heard this, he turned around and left as if he had been pardoned.

"Brother Lan, I'm sorry, you haven't seen a kitchen like this before."

"Boss Mi, this is our job." Brother Lan also lowered his head guiltily.

"Come on, let's go in and take a look."

Mi Xia walked into the cafeteria again, this time coming to the 놆녈 rice window.

Mi Xia took a plate and lined up behind the restaurant staff in front.

Seeing this, the others also took their plates and lined up behind Mi Xia.

There was more sweat on Old Xia's face, and his body became shorter and shorter. The 1.8-meter-tall man now looked a head shorter than Mi Xia.

The employee standing in front of Mi Xia had never seen such a scene before. Seeing a group of well-dressed people standing in line behind them, he quickly made room for them and signaled Mi Xia and the others to eat first.

Mi Xia waved her hand to refuse, and then asked the employee in front.

"Comrade, what's your name? How old are you? Where are you from?"

Being questioned by such a beautiful woman, the guy in front of him blushed with shame: "Reporting to the leader, my name is Wang Tiezhu, I'm 20 years old, and I'm from Shandong."

"Are you used to eating here?"

"Very good. I eat steamed buns and rice every day. It's much better than what I have at home."

Mi Xia nodded.

After a while, it was Mi Xia's turn to eat, and she handed the plate in.

"Give me one according to the standard of an ordinary worker."

The eldest sister of the fan looked up at Lao Xia, but Lao Xia didn't dare to signal her.

The eldest sister could only give Mi Xia a portion according to the standard for ordinary workers.

Of course, the eldest sister's hands didn't shake this time, which also resulted in Mi Xia eating more food than the ordinary employees.

But even so, the amount of food is not very large.

Brother Lan also ordered a meal and sat down opposite Mi Xia with the meal.

"Eat." Mi Xia called Brother Lan.

Brother Lan looked at the food on the plate with some hesitation, not daring to pick up his chopsticks.

There were only two dishes and a little rice on the plate.

One was braised winter melon with two thin slices of fat on it, and the other was bean shreds of varying lengths and thicknesses, dotted with one or two red dried chilies.

There wasn't a trace of oil in either dish. As for the rice, the yellowish color of the rice didn't look like the new rice of that year at first glance.

Mi Xia saw that Brother Lan was slow to pick up his chopsticks, so Yu 놆 took the lead and picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of rice.

When the rice enters your mouth, it feels like a ball of cotton.

When chewed carefully, it tasted like a candle. Only then did Mi Xia understand the meaning of the phrase "tasteless as chewing wax".

When Brother Lan saw Mi Xia eating, he also endured the discomfort and picked up the rice to take a bite. After only chewing it twice, he couldn't help but spit it out on the table.

"Mr. Mi, this..." Brother Lan was speechless.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoyu also walked in with a group of middle-level managers.

"Xiao Yu, come and sit down." Mi Xia greeted Zhang Xiaoyu with a gloomy face.

Seeing Mi Xia's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out, Zhang Xiaoyu also sat down next to Brother Lan tremblingly.

"Xiaoyu, how long has it been since you had a meal in the cafeteria?"

"Boss Mi, I usually entertain a lot, so I haven't eaten in the cafeteria for a long time."

Zhang Xiaoyu lowered his head in shame.

"What about you?" Mi Xia turned around and asked the group of middle-level managers brought by Zhang Xiaoyu.

Wherever he looked, people lowered their heads.