Chapter 5 Who says older women have no market?
Jiang Mian interviewed for several days but still couldn't find a job.
She even had the idea of taking Xiaobo to the streets to perform and do live broadcasts while staying at home.
Jiang Jianbo has not received any training, but he is born with the ability to communicate with people and is a wise kitten.
Jiang Mian thought of the heat outside, shook his head and denied the idea, then went into the kitchen to cook.
She had a hearty meal of instant noodles today.
There were some vegetables and an egg in the pot.
It contains carbohydrates, protein and vitamins, so how can it not be considered rich?
She served it and ate while watching short videos.
The phone suddenly rang. She thought it was HR calling, but when she looked up at the message bar, it was actually Ke Liwei.
Unable to resist a sense of loss, Jiang Mian picked up the phone.
Ke Liwei's voice came from the other end, "Xiao Jiang, have you found a job?"
"No."
"Then come back to work. The man who got beaten said he'll let bygones be bygones."
"Is this true? He's not trying to frame me and then take revenge on me, is he?"
"No, if they want revenge, I feel like you can't hide away. They can find out where you live."
"That's true." Jiang Mian responded happily, "Then I will come to work this afternoon." The boss has spoken, so there is no reason not to make money.
"Okay." The phone was hung up.
Jiang Mian ate the noodles happily. The six thousand yuan played a significant role. Sincerity was indeed the only killer skill.
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Although there were no customers at the barbecue restaurant in the afternoon, they had to do a series of preparations.
Marinate ingredients, thread them into skewers, prepare various dishes, and braise cold dishes.
Jiang Mian and Liu Yumei were chatting while stringing skewers.
"Xiao Jiang, do you have a girlfriend?" Liu Yumei suddenly asked.
Jiang Mian paused while threading the string, hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's call it a joke."
"What do you mean by 'it's all for fun'? My nephew is a police officer at Times Street. I'd like to introduce him to you," Liu Yumei said enthusiastically. "He's tall and handsome, 24 years old."
"I'm only nineteen years old and don't have these ideas yet." Jiang Mian quickly refused.
"It's harder to find a partner when you're older," Liu Yumei advised.
Jiang Mian responded with a smile, "How could that be? I'll be more popular when I'm older. My peers are all getting married for the second time, but I'm still getting married for the first time."
Liu Yumei was choked by Jiang Mian's words and didn't know how to respond for a moment. She simply stopped talking and concentrated on stringing the skewers.
When people are concentrating, their work efficiency is surprisingly high. In less than three hours, all the skewers were neatly stacked and placed in the refrigerator.
After putting everything in place, Jiang Mian picked up boxes of charcoal blocks, placed them next to the barbecue grill, and started to light the fire.
Time passed quietly, and in a blink of an eye it was completely dark, and customers began to enter the store one after another.
The store is not too busy now, and the chef can handle all the ingredients by himself, so Jiang Mian’s help is not needed for the time being.
Jiang Mian stood obediently beside the master chef, fanning him and learning from him seriously.
The master chef put the eggplant directly on the grill quickly and neatly, waited until one side was soft, turned it over, and then brushed it with oil.
Working and being an apprentice are two different things. Not only can apprentices not receive wages, they even have to pay money to the boss.
If you want to learn anything secretly, you have to rely on yourself to understand it with your heart.
Fortunately, Jiang Mian met a good master chef this time.
He muttered to himself as he operated the machine skillfully: "Both sides become soft and bulge, the knife cuts, and the scissors open."
As the charcoal fire roasts, the fragrance of the eggplant is gradually stimulated and fills the air.
"Brush with oil, turn it over and bake for two or three minutes to dry out the moisture, then add the garlic sauce." The chef kept repeating the steps, but his hands moved in a very orderly manner.
"The same goes for beans, enoki mushrooms, and chives. Bake until soft and then grease with oil."
At this moment, the waiter hurriedly brought in several plates of skewers, filling up both grills. He pointed to one side and said anxiously, "A big customer is here, hurry up, chefs!"
Jiang Mian subconsciously looked up in the direction, and then immediately lowered his head.
Chang Heng was standing opposite her, looking at her with a half-smile, and said slowly: "Jiang Mian, I will take care of your business."
Jiang Mian was stunned when she heard that. What kind of business was that? She didn't charge by quantity, she charged by working days!
There is no difference in salary between grilling 100 skewers and grilling 1,000 skewers, and there will be no salary increase.
Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth twitched. She ignored Chang Heng and continued to grill the skewers in her hand.
Chang Heng saw her gloomy face and laughed in his heart. This little thing has a very bad temper.
He stood outside, wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, but he didn't leave. He continued, "Let's start a long conversation. I'll just have one drink this time. I really want to know how your parents died."
"How about 30,000?" Chang Heng asked.
When Jiang Mian heard this, his face instantly darkened. Are you really that curious?
This was the first time she had met someone with such low emotional intelligence. Who would ask such questions?
Seeing her extremely bad face, Meng Junji quickly pulled Chang Heng into the store, saying, "Brother Heng, take it step by step. Don't be so anxious."
The two sat in the store, and Chang Heng asked in confusion: "Meng Junji, am I ugly? Do I have no money?"
Meng Junji looked puzzled and looked him up and down carefully.
Chang Heng's heart was beating fast as he looked at Meng Junji, waiting for his answer.
Chang Heng's facial features can be described as sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his short hair makes him look very ruffian, and he is also the second son of a food company.
Very popular in relationships.
Meng Junji really didn't understand why he asked such a strange question.
"You're handsome and rich, why don't you change your prey?"
Chang Heng sighed helplessly: "I'm only interested in her now."
Meng Junji: Interested? You should have a massive M attribute explosion.
Soon, the dishes they ordered were baked. Chang Heng waved his hand and generously distributed the baked food to the customers in the restaurant.
After sitting in his seat and waiting for a while, Chang Heng realized that she really didn't intend to come over and have a drink with him.
He was completely frustrated and couldn't figure it out, so he just went to find her.
"What time do you get off work?" Chang Heng asked.
Jiang Mian ignored him.
The chef replied, "12 o'clock."
"There are no buses anymore. How about I give you a ride after get off work?" Chang Heng pointed at a flashy sports car and asked her expectantly.
Meng Junji added, "It would be a mistake to miss out on this luxury car worth nearly 10 million."
Jiang Mian still ignored him.
The master continued, "I'll give her a ride home on my electric bike after get off work."
Chang Heng didn't give up and asked again: "Can you add a contact number?"
Jiang Mian simply pretended to be deaf and dumb.
The master chef was also troubled by this question and found it difficult to answer, so he kept his mouth shut.
Seeing that the master chef refused to help, Meng Junji became deadlocked again.
He quickly dragged the reluctant Chang Heng into the car and took him away.
"Xiao Jiang, come here." Ke Liwei called her as soon as Chang Heng left. "As long as the big client doesn't do anything to you, just try your best to keep him stable."
He whispered, "I'll give you a reward later."
Jiang Mian: "I'll try my best." She tried hard to suppress her laughter.
Is the boss going to give her 200 yuan?
It seemed like the money was earned a little too easily. She could directly apply what she learned about children's literature on the Internet to deal with Chang Heng.
Seeing her like this, Ke Liwei also smiled and said, "Go and work hard first, you will know when you get your salary tomorrow."
Jiang Mian returned to his workstation in a good mood and began to look forward to tomorrow.
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