Chapter 7 Snacks
As soon as it was 5:30 in the afternoon, An Songyu and another receptionist were the first to go to the staff cafeteria.
Taking advantage of the geographical location, Yu Yingying arrived earlier and kept staring at the entrance of the restaurant.
As soon as she saw An Songyu appear, she quickly stood up and waved.
An Songyu had been looking around as soon as he entered the restaurant.
Now seeing his friend, he immediately waved in response.
The colleague next to him said with great envy:
"That's great. Your friend brought some snacks again, right?"
An Songyu pursed her lips and smiled, but did not answer directly.
Xianquan Hotel places great emphasis on service, and the chefs in the catering department were initially only responsible for red and white dishes.
Today, Western pastry has also become quite popular in white cases.
But under the rich morning tea culture of the entire southern province, no matter how strong the new force of Western pastry is, it can only be regarded as one of the countless white cases.
Yu Yingying and An Songyu were college classmates and lived in the same dormitory.
It’s just that she came to Southern Province from another province to take the exam.
During the internship season before graduation this year, her family had already contacted a hotel in her hometown.
But compared to the assistant pastry chef at Xianquan Hotel and the front desk receptionist at his hometown hotel.
She chose to come here with her friends without hesitation.
After all, she was able to get this internship opportunity because An Songyu saw the recruitment notice after entering the hotel and specifically fought for her.
As a college student studying hotel management.
Yu Yingying knew better that after missing this opportunity.
She estimated that she would never have the opportunity to get so close to West Point again.
This is something she loves from the bottom of her heart...
After An Songyu queued up for his meal, he said something to his colleagues first, then quickly walked over and sat down opposite his friend.
Yu Yingying was holding the chopsticks tightly, staring at the lunch box of snacks with greedy eyes, unable to take her eyes away.
Without waiting for An Songyu to sit down completely, he couldn't wait to open the lunch box.
In the lunch box, there was a whole box of salted cream cake.
The three-layer cake and snow-white cream exude the unique aroma of Western pastries.
It is sprinkled with a rich layer of fruit and moisture-proof powdered sugar.
When An Songyu saw it, it seemed to awaken the delicious taste in her memory.
Yes, even after more than 20 years, when she saw this snack again, she could instantly recall the delicious taste in her memory.
Without any invitation from his friend, An Songyu picked up his fork and put a big piece of food into his mouth.
The wonderful taste of the combination of fruit and cake cream made An Songyu instantly immersed in it.
Not until the entire lunch box of salted cream cake was completely eaten up by the two of them could they not help but smile at each other.
"Today's cake seems to be extra soft?" An Songyu savored the taste while slowly eating his lunch.
"Yes, Ayu, your mouth has become more powerful!" Yu Yingying stared at her friend with eyes wide open, still quite unable to believe it.
An Songyu smiled hesitantly and awkwardly.
She had forgotten everything. Even after returning to her own body, An Songyu herself could not remember what she looked like twenty years ago.
Fortunately, Yu Yingying just sighed casually.
She is more interested in what her friends say:
"Ayu, today's cake is chiffon cake, the previous ones were all sponge cake."
“Chiffon cake is fluffier, while sponge cake is more elastic.”
"But I particularly like these two!"
"But, Ayu, do you know who made the snacks we had today?"
An Songyu was slightly stunned, and she subconsciously looked at her friend who had a smug look on his face.
I couldn't help but feel a little moved, "Could it be... you did it?"
Could it be that my friend’s journey to becoming a cake maker begins from now on?
Thinking of this, An Songyu narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at her friend who was nodding at her.
Once, after completing a three-month internship, An Songyu and Yu Yingying returned to school to complete their work before graduation.
But they only found out after they got their diplomas.
There is no hotel at home for them to manage.
If you choose the major of hotel management, you can enter the lower management level of a hotel after graduation, slowly and step by step, and really put into practice what you have learned.
But more of them are just like they are now.
Starting from the bottom of the hotel, after working hard for more than 20 years, I have become just a small manager who can manage the bottom of the hotel.
It has nothing to do with the hotel management I studied.
But at least it is difficult for them to put what they have learned into practice.
So later, many of An Songyu's classmates changed their careers.
Or use the hotel platform to look for other opportunities.
And Yu Yingying's life is even more exciting.
After finishing her internship at Xianquan Hotel, Yu Yingying, who loves Western pastry, did bid farewell to it temporarily.
But when she returned to her hometown, she could only start from the bottom level in hotel management.
And for five full years, after getting married and having children, there was no change in the workplace.
After the handmade Western pastries began to flourish at that time, she started her business without hesitation.
Twenty years later, her career was not going as planned.
Even the traditional Western pastry skills that I learned with great difficulty.
It is also squeezed by large chain cake shops and is not very outstanding.
But no matter whether it is for herself or in An Songyu's heart, she is not a loser.
An Songyu's thoughts were a little vague.
Yu Yingying was still enthusiastically talking about the skills she learned this morning.
As well as the situation of the other two people in the dormitory, the situation of other people in the school, etc.
All in all, just a short lunch.
This gave An Songyu a clearer idea of her interpersonal relationships in school and at work twenty years ago.
After they finished their lunch, seeing that there was still some time, they were not in a hurry to leave.
"Xiaoyu, is the hotel busy today?" Yu Yingying thought about the conversation between the two just now and couldn't help asking:
"You were eating the whole time, and you didn't even seem to want to talk."
An Songyu subconsciously wanted to shake his head.
But when she thought about what she was busy with this afternoon, she couldn't help but nodded.
The hotel's traffic today can be described as cold rather than busy.
Although the second day of the second month in southern province is not a major festival, it is celebrated in many places.
But even if An Songyu has more than 20 years of work experience.
You need to familiarize yourself with the specific details of today's work, the operating systems of old computers, etc. as soon as possible.
Sometimes, the work experience gained in the future is too advanced, or the convenient office methods that people are used to using cause great trouble for An Songyu to get familiar with them.
So it can be said that An Songyu had almost no free time today.
Yu Yingying nodded in understanding.
She has been working in the pastry room.
At festivals like this, there are Chinese restaurants, Western restaurants, morning tea rooms, even bakeries and various entertainment areas.
It will indeed only get busier!
Seeing that their lunch time was over.
The two of them quickly cleared their respective plates and headed straight to their work stations again.
(End of this chapter)
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