Chapter 116 Apology
After the fat chef returned, he told everyone about this matter. Wang Bing immediately showed an expression of disbelief on his face.
"Ah, what should I do then? Will I be unemployed in the future?" He was so scared that he paced back and forth.
The whole family began to feel a little uneasy. After all, everyone was staring at the money the fat cook brought in every month.
When the fat chef saw their appearance, he was so angry that he immediately slapped the table with an ugly expression on his face.
"It's all because of the stupid things you did before. If it weren't for that, wouldn't I be a nobody now?" He vented his anger on them, speaking in a serious tone.
Wang Bing was a little timid for a moment and didn't know how to answer, but after thinking it over, he finally spoke.
"Dad, how about we admit our mistake and keep this job no matter what?" After thinking about it, he found this was the only solution.
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up and they all started to persuade.
"Okay, okay, what do you know? I'll go and see what San Ya thinks tomorrow. If you really want to fire me, there's nothing I can do." The fat chef waved his hand.
Everyone within a ten-mile radius envied the fat chef for having a stable job. After all, the money he earned every month was quite a lot, enough to support a whole family.
Wang Bing hadn't eaten much in recent years, and judging from his body shape, he was indeed living a pretty good life. He nodded in agreement when he heard that.
"Okay, Dad, when the time comes, don't get into a conflict with them. Talk to them nicely."
He had long been accustomed to this kind of good life, and if he were asked to work hard in the fields, he would absolutely not be willing to do so.
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The next day, the fat chef came to the store very early. As soon as he walked in, he saw San Ya sitting at a table. There was no one around.
He looked around, breathed a sigh of relief, walked over silently, and looked down at San Ya who was processing something.
"Boss, I have something I want to discuss with you." He thought for a long time before saying this.
After hearing what he said, San Ya slowly raised her head and her eyes fell on his face. Her delicate eyebrows were tightly furrowed together, and there was a hint of impatience in her facial expression.
"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't stand there. There are things that need to be dealt with. Hurry up and say it!"
The two people are incompatible. They clash with each other in many things, and the expressions on each person's face are very different.
When the fat cook heard this, his heart skipped a beat. The words were stuck in his mouth, not knowing how to say it. After thinking for a while, he finally said something.
"It's like this. What happened before was indeed my fault. I did it just to vent my anger for my son."
If he had known this day would happen, he would never have done such a thing and would have treated them well.
Hearing this, San Ya stopped what she was doing, her eyes fell on the fat chef's face, she frowned slightly, and then spoke something.
"What happened before has already happened. No matter how much you say now, it's useless. It's impossible to go back to the past. Those rumors are still there!"
She has become capable now, so people around her can't say anything, but that doesn't mean these things didn't happen. How should she explain things that already existed?
When the fat chef heard this, his hands and feet instantly turned cold, and even cold sweat broke out on his back. He couldn't help but say something.
"I have elderly parents and young children to support, and my entire family depends on me alone to support them. If I don't have this job, my whole family will not be able to survive."
He suddenly spoke something and then fell to his knees on the ground. His face was full of panic and he was very scared.
When San Ya saw this, she frowned slightly and quickly stepped forward to help him up. Her expression was still very serious, and she spoke immediately.
"You don't have to be like this, kneeling down all the time. Just tell me what you want to say!" She just stared at him.
Although Fatty knew that his behavior was extremely embarrassing, he couldn't care less now. He knelt on the ground and spoke in a very fast tone.
"I just want to ask if you can please not fire me. I really need this job. What I did before is truly irreversible. I will accept any compensation you ask."
It is indeed quite good that his cooking skills can stay here. His previous mastery is also highly appreciated, especially since many people are used to eating the dishes he cooks.
Although San Ya hated him very much, she also knew in her heart that some people really should not be fired, and her expression was very calm.
"What you said is not a big problem. I can help you stay, but the problem is whether you can stay or not. It depends on you."
She suddenly stopped talking. The fat chef didn't understand what she said and blinked slightly.
"Boss, what do you mean by this? Can I stay here?" He knew that what he had done before was indeed wrong, but it was too late to make amends now.
San Ya nodded slightly, looked him up and down with a feeling of helplessness in her heart, and gave an objective evaluation.
"Your child is indeed not good enough, but your cooking skills are indeed recognized by everyone, and many people like it very much."
She looked at the longer dishes and found that they were indeed his specialties, and they were all the fat chef's exclusive dishes, which was undeniable.
When the fat chef heard this, he couldn't tell whether it was shame or joy on his face. He silently lowered his head, looked at his toes, and couldn't help sighing.
"No matter how good my cooking skills are, if the boss doesn't like it, I'll still lose my job and my family won't be able to survive."
When he thought of this, he gave up in his heart. He couldn't help but let out a sigh and stood silently by.
Hearing this, San Ya thought for a moment, tapped the table lightly with her fingers, and then spoke.
"It's not impossible for you to keep this job, but you have to show me your attitude. I may not let you be the chef in the future."
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a bolt from the blue, and the fat chef's face turned a little pale.
"Didn't you say you would give me a chance? Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"
He didn't want to be a waiter. If he did that, his talent would be buried and he wouldn't even earn as much as before. He didn't want that.
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