There are a total of six canteens in the entire steel rolling mill, three in the left half and three in the right half, and each canteen corresponds to several workshops.
Canteen No. 1 is near the administrative building. There are no workers' workshops here, and it is mostly where administrative staff eat.
The Propaganda Department, Logistics Department, Purchasing Department, Warehouse Management Department and other departments all have offices in this area, so most of them come to Canteen No. 1 for meals.
Canteen No. 1 is not big. In addition to several dining rooms, there are also several offices on the second floor.
Canteen director, canteen deputy director, finance office, storage room, etc.
"There is only one canteen director at the moment, and the deputy director hasn't been appointed yet. So all the work in the canteen is managed by the canteen director alone, which is actually quite tiring."
Arriving at Canteen No. 1, Li Huaide led Jia Dongsheng upstairs and said, "So, Dongsheng, you have to work hard. I'll keep the position of Deputy Director of the Canteen for you."
"Thank you, Brother Li."
There was no one around, so Jia Dongsheng called him "Brother Li" to show his closeness.
Li Huaide smiled with satisfaction. He felt that the more he interacted with Jia Dongsheng, the more interesting he became. He knew how to handle things perfectly!
"Knock, knock, knock."
Arriving at the cafeteria director's office, Li Huaide knocked on the door.
"Come in."
A man's voice came from inside, and the next moment, Li Huaide pushed open the door and walked in.
The office was not very big, only about ten square meters. A man in his fifties was reading a newspaper while drinking tea.
Seeing this, Jia Dongsheng thought to himself, "What a leisurely life! Is it true that becoming the deputy director of the cafeteria means I can have such a leisurely life?"
At this moment, Jia Dongsheng suddenly had an idea about the position of deputy director of the canteen.
"Director Li, are you here?"
When the man saw that it was Li Huaide who came in, he immediately stood up and walked over. When he saw Jia Dongsheng following behind Li Huaide, his pupils shrank and he understood why Li Huaide came.
After all, Li Huaide had told him long ago that he would be assigned a chef, and would be given the treatment of a fifth-level cook as soon as he entered the factory. This made him a little confused.
What kind of chef is given such high treatment right after joining the factory? Is he the head chef of the eighth building?
Who knew that the person following Li Huaide was a young man, which made him deeply doubtful. At such a young age, could he cook well? Would he even cut his hand when cutting the meat?
"Lao Fang, I'm bringing you some talented people this time, so you have to thank me."
Li Huaide smiled and greeted the canteen director, and introduced Jia Dongsheng: "This is the canteen director, Fang Zhuo."
"Fang Zhuo?"
When Jia Dongsheng heard the name, he almost laughed out loud. There was nothing he could do. It was obvious that no effort was put into the name when it was chosen. Fang Zhuo, Fang Zhuo, only one character difference. Jia Dongsheng didn't believe that no one had taken reference when choosing the name.
"Hello, Director Fang. My name is Jia Dongsheng."
"Hello, hello."
Although Fang Zhuo was skeptical in his heart, he was still very enthusiastic on the surface. There was no other way, because Jia Dongsheng was the one arranged by Li Huaide.
Li Huaide is his direct superior. If he is not satisfied and gives him a bad review at the end of the year, he may lose his position as canteen director.
Perhaps guessing that Fang Zhuo might have other thoughts in his mind, Li Huaide said seriously: "Old Fang, don't judge a person by his appearance. My brother Dongsheng is the true heir of the imperial chef, and his cooking skills are amazing."
"Brother Dongsheng is here this time because he is doing me a favor. You must take good care of him."
"The heir of the imperial chef?"
Fang Zhuo didn't expect that Jia Dongsheng had such a powerful background, which shocked him.
You have to know that in 1960, the People's Republic of China had just been founded for a little over ten years. People like Fang Zhuo, who were in their fifties and grew up under the rule of the last feudal conquest, still had some awe of the Qing court.
The imperial chef was the one who cooked for the group of people who lived in the Forbidden City back then. With such a legacy, Fang Zhuo knew that the other party must be a capable person.
"Thank you, Director Li. With the addition of Brother Dongsheng, the strength of our canteen will be taken to a higher level. The factory's hospitality dishes will surely make the leaders more satisfied." Fang Zhuo said with a smile.
"That's definitely right."
Li Huaide said, "I handed Brother Dongsheng over to you, but I didn't ask him to cook big pot dishes. That would be a waste of talent."
"From now on, my brother Dongsheng will be responsible for preparing both my and Director Yang's banquets. Have you made the arrangements?"
"No problem, Director Li, leave it to me. Nothing will go wrong."
Fang Zhuo patted his chest and made a promise.
"That's good."
Li Huaide expressed satisfaction with Fang Zhuo's understanding, and then said, "I also want to tell you something. Brother Dongsheng will be assigned to be the head chef of Canteen No. 1 from now on. As long as there are no problems with the cooking in the kitchen, you will have to bear with him if he comes to work a little later."
"What's the meaning?"
Fang Zhuo was a little confused. As for the chef's working hours, they were actually not punctual.
Of course, this applies to the chef in the kitchen. Ordinary chefs or kitchen helpers don’t have this concept.
For example, Sha Zhu in the play is like this. He has to sleep until he wakes up naturally every day and go to work at 8 o'clock. He even wants to come at 10 o'clock, but no one cares.
It was because of his good cooking skills and high status in the kitchen that he didn't have to make big pot dishes. There was no lunch treat, and he had nothing to do when he came so early.
This has become the unspoken rule in the kitchen, but Fang Zhuo heard from Director Li that Jia Dongsheng's working hours seem to be even more relaxed. Is that okay?
"Director Li, I mean the big pot of food for lunch is definitely excellent. There's no need for Brother Dongsheng to make it. But after lunch, we'll have the treat. What do you think?"
"Director Fang, I will definitely be there before noon."
Faced with such a situation, Jia Dongsheng quickly expressed his opinion. He also knew that Li Huaide did take good care of him, but he couldn't go too far.
I stay at home for a morning every day and then come to work in the afternoon. The day is also very relaxing.
"That's good, that's good."
Fang Zhuo nodded repeatedly: "As long as it doesn't delay the preparation of the reception dishes, Brother Dongsheng, you can decide your own working hours."
"Okay, then I'll leave Brother Dongsheng to you. You have to take good care of him." Li Huaide instructed seriously before leaving.
"Director Li, please rest assured that Brother Dongsheng will be left to me."
"good."
Li Huaide nodded, then looked at Jia Dongsheng: "Brother Dongsheng, I'll leave first. I'll come over at noon to try your cooking. I'm still savoring the meal we had last time, haha."
"No problem, Director Li, I'll definitely satisfy you."
"Okay then. I'll be leaving first."
As Li Huaide left, Fang Zhuo began to talk to Jia Dongsheng about the kitchen of Canteen No. 1. After all, from now on, Jia Dongsheng was the kitchen team leader. Li Huaide didn't know some specific details, so he had to tell him.
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