Seeing her push the fat aside without moving, Xia Lingqing winked at her, "Ruixue, are you thinking of leaving it for your partner to eat? Let me tell you, men can't be spoiled, they're prone to getting ahead of you."

"Sister Xia, what are you thinking? I'm still young! My parents are here to see me. I want to bring the meat back so they can try it, so they don't worry about me not eating well at work."

Xia Lingqing praised, "As you should. Your parents love you, and you're sensible. They say that only when you have children do you understand the kindness of your parents. When I was your age, I wasn't as filial as you."

He Ruixue's eyes were filled with sadness, and she began to act out, "Sister Xia knows that I grew up in the countryside. My parents are farmers, and it wasn't easy for them to save money by earning work points. They were also very kind to me, and never looked down on me for being a girl. They tightened their belts to support my education."

The original owner's previous experience was artistically processed in a "reasonable" way, and the situation of children in poor areas having difficulty going to school, which was seen in newspapers and TV dramas in the past, was adapted.

He Ruixue successfully portrayed a pair of parents who lived in poverty, were hardworking, and loved their children.

The sentimental Xia Lingqing listened silently, tears welling up in her eyes. "Ruixue, it's not easy for both you and your parents. Perhaps even Heaven wants to help you, which is why the Secretary chose your name. After all, you have a job now, and when you get a room, you can bring your parents to live with you and take care of them. They can also enjoy your blessing."

"Yes, I just want to work hard and earn money. I have already thought about it. When I get my first salary, I will go to the front and buy some nice things to make them happy too."

She said this with a somewhat dejected tone, "It's a pity that I just started working, and there's not much I can do for them. They also had to work so hard to come all the way from the village to accompany me, help me settle my household registration, and get up early to cook for me. They really worry so much about me, and I feel bad."

"Don't think like that. I'm a mother too. As long as I can help my daughter, no matter how tired I am, I feel happy. Didn't you say you're living with your eldest brother's family? It wouldn't look good to bring this little meat back.

So, wait for me for a while. I'm familiar with the chef in the cafeteria. After you finish eating, I'll take you to the kitchen and ask them to give you another portion."

He Ruixue was surprised and leaned forward to ask in a low voice, "Isn't there a limited supply of braised pork today? Is there any left?"

"Yes, the people in the cafeteria are the most stingy. They are very frugal when it comes to meat dishes. If you come late, you won't be able to eat. It just happened that today, the leaders had a lunch in the small cafeteria, and their portions were reserved in advance."

He Ruixue nodded. She had heard of the small canteen. It was set up by the boss of the purchasing department. There were fat fish and meat, and the dishes were rich and delicious.

Since ancient times, Chinese people have liked to discuss business over wine and drinks. They couldn't let the leaders from the supplier's unit eat in the cafeteria with the workers when they came to visit, so the idea of ​​small kitchens came into being.

As long as they are comfortable eating and drinking, the supply issue can be settled over a few drinks, and there is no need for people from the purchasing department to run around and urge them.

Spending some money on entertainment can save most of the time and energy, which is a profit for the department store.

It's not just them, other stores and some factories are the same, and some are even more extravagant. A few days ago, the third store wanted to negotiate a foreign exchange business.

The hotel's level 4 chef was invited to serve three large tables of seafood and delicacies. Several tall and strong Russians drank until their faces were red and their necks were thick. They increased the supply by 50% without knowing it.

When everyone is following the established rules, if the second store tries to be different, it will be in trouble.

The reception meals are not served every day. They can only be applied for by the higher authorities when there is a need for a visit, which can hardly satisfy the appetite of few leaders.

The supplies used in the small kitchen are naturally charged to the kitchen’s private account. The leaders of the purchasing department will take out a sum of money from their salaries to offset the cost, so the employees are aware of this and don’t think it’s a big deal.

"There are leftovers today, but the people in the kitchen don't want them?"

"Can we not have it? They're after the banquet. There's chicken and fish there, so who would want pork?"

She finished her meal in two or three bites and stood up. "Besides, even if they can take away as much food as they want, it all depends on the chef. I have a close relationship with him. Come on, I'll take you there."

The two of them went to get some hot water and rinsed the lunch boxes. Xia Lingqing hurriedly took her into the kitchen through the back door.

The master chef she was talking about had a well-proportioned body and relatively thick arms. He was sitting with his legs spread out, drinking tea and resting, with storytelling playing on the radio next to him.

She turned off the switch and jokingly said, "Chef Zhu's cooking is becoming increasingly difficult to appreciate. He hasn't cooked in a week, and only today's braised pork was prepared by you personally."

Zhu Haihui crossed his legs and swayed a few times, "You are the only one who needs help, and I spent a lot of time and effort to train them, isn't it just for this day?"

In fact, he was not idle either. He cooked all the banquets, with twelve dishes on the table. If he went to the main kitchen to cook, he would not be able to lift his arms.

He understood that Xia Lingqing was joking, pointed in the direction of He Ruixue, and pursed his lips, "Aren't you like me? Waiting for the newcomers to come out, so that you can save a lot of trouble in the future, and you won't be so busy that you don't even have time to eat. You ask me to save food for you every day.

My subordinates treated you like my relative. You never shook the spoon when you were serving food. No one else was treated that way."

After a few insults, Xia Lingqing gestured for He Ruixue to hand over the lunch box. "My sister has a big appetite, it's not enough. Please give her another portion of braised pork."

Zhu Haihui snorted to express his disbelief, but didn't say anything extra.

He stood up, opened the wooden lid of the pot, swirled a large spoon around in the pot twice, and lifted it up. The spoon was almost entirely filled with meat, with only a small amount of potatoes.

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