Chapter 217 Li Ji Canteen
When I saw this person.
Ma Chunchun was completely shocked. She hadn't seen her for half a year. The person in front of her was different from the one she remembered. She used to be very white in skin, thin in shape, and had a bit of bad feminine beauty.
Now, the wheat-colored skin looks much stronger and has muscles on it, but it is not like those trained in gyms, but a natural strength.
Chen Yang's changes really surprised Ma Chunchun, but at this moment, she didn't know what kind of mood to greet him, as if there were many ants crawling in her heart.
Even if the work was hard or tiring before.
It's not uncomfortable at this moment.
She became mute for a moment, not knowing how to express it, whether to be silent or cry. Finally, Ma Chunchun looked slightly down, clenched her right fist tightly, and her lips trembled with a sentence: "Hello, Mr. Chen."
When I heard this.
Chen Yang felt a little uncomfortable, but he also understood that after all, such a thing happened, it was really difficult to return to his previous relationship, so he said lightly: "Why are you still working overtime?"
"The matter has not been finished yet." Ma Chunchun replied.
Chen Yang took a quick look at her office. The office was not very big, but it was filled with all kinds of books, most of which were mainly management, and there were many planning books. Her work was filled with documents and materials. Although there were a lot of them, it did not look messy. Behind the pile of documents, there was a bunch of instant noodles.
Chen Yang was at her feet.
Found a whole box, and after seeing this, Chen Yang said lightly: "Have you eaten?"
"Eat it." Ma Chunchun replied.
Chen Yang frowned slightly and looked at Ma Chunchun in front of him. For some reason, he felt that she had lost a lot of weight. Her face used to be a little round, but now she looks a little sharp, and her face is not very good. She has a pathological paleness, which seems to be caused by staying up late and working overtime for a long time.
"Let's go, I'll take you to have a midnight snack." Chen Yang said.
Ma Chunchun clenched his right fist: "I still have to work."
Seeing that she was so stubborn, Chen Yang was a little angry inexplicably and said in a deep voice: "Is this my company or your company? If I work overtime like this, I will immediately disband these two companies. Then, it will be clear where you will work overtime."
Ma Chunchun's eyes were red when she was said.
But she still refused to admit defeat. In the past six months, the only thing she could do was to work overtime non-stop. There was nothing else in life except working overtime. She didn't understand why it turned out like this. It was just that she felt that she was not working and did not squeeze every minute and every second, and she would always think about it.
Chen Yang looked helpless: "Otherwise, let's change our place to work. I just happened to have some things to discuss with you, but I haven't eaten at night and I'm a little hungry. I can't work in this state."
"Yes." Ma Chunchun said strongly.
As the lights on the last office on the 45th floor went out, Chen Yang and Ma Chunchun got into the back seat of a business car, but Chunchun still didn't plan to open it and talked, and she really worked wherever she walked with her laptop in her arms.
The company has two commercial vehicles, one is Toyota and the other is Mercedes-Benz. Usually, the Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicles are used to receive customers. This Toyota commercial vehicle is a pure exclusive car, and even the driver is exclusive.
When the driver saw Chen Yang, he bowed and said, "Boss, okay."
"Hello." Chen Yang smiled.
If you remember correctly, the driver's name is Li Chaowei, the 99th clone born on the island, and is specifically responsible for Ma Chunchun's personal safety.
It's almost midnight.
There are not many cars in the city. The business car quickly drove to a nearby canteen. This canteen is an old two-story house. It looks at least from the 1930s and 1940s. In this business district where every inch of land is valuable, this building looks very eye-catching, with the feeling of a group of chickens standing in a group of cranes.
If you don’t look carefully at the four big words “Cultural Relics Reservation” sprayed on the pillar at the door, you might think it is a very awesome nail house, and an old plaque hanging on the door with the words “Li Ji Canteen” on it.
But this is a very magical shop.
After entering the store, I saw not the waiter's smiling face, but a small whiteboard with four strange rules written on it.
1. The food in our store is self-pickup and will not be delivered to the table.
2. Waste food and will be blacklisted.
3. After the meal, please recycle the tableware.
4. Each person is limited to order two dishes at a time.
ps: This store has only one boss, with limited staff and poor service. Please understand.
After seeing this, Chen Yang smiled faintly. The restaurant was actually introduced by Mr. Zheng, saying that the food here was particularly delicious and could be praised by a national treasure chef. Chen Yang thought it would never be too bad. He didn't expect that the first person to see it was such a domineering condition.
Ma Chunchun also looked puzzled.
In today's society, service quality has always been a strict indicator. All catering industries have listed service quality as the most important thing. Among them, Haidilao won the market with its service. The two Antai Buildings she manages are also meticulous in service, looking at these three rules in front of her.
Ma Chunchun was a little unhappy.
It seems that the owner of this store deliberately argues with customers.
After entering the store.
Ma Chunchun found that there were indeed no waiters in the store, but there were many people. Most of them were office workers in the nearby business district. The two found a corner to make it. The tables and chairs in this store were all wooden tables and wooden chairs that were a bit old. The chairs were still very inconvenient long benches and had no backrests.
Seeing this, Ma Chunchun sighed.
It seems that this restaurant is likely to be retro style, and what she can't accept is that the menu is even less pitiful, with only ten dishes, namely seafood noodles, egg fried rice, eel rice, mushroom tofu soup, grilled mackerel, kelp rib soup, fish porridge...
What made her even more disappointing was that every dish was not cheap, almost reaching the price of Antai Tower.
Seafood noodles: 50 a bowl.
Eel rice: 80 per serving.
Kelp rib soup is actually 50 yuan, and it’s not that the price is too expensive. Now it’s 9102, and she is still using the handwritten menu method. What makes her even more angry is that the notes for writing the menu are printed (please write neatly, the boss can’t understand too grassy words). After writing, you have to take them to the delivery room.
Who is serving whom!
Now customers have already been used to service. If they come to this store for the first time, they will probably be furious.
But that's when.
Ma Chunchun opened her eyes wide. There was really someone who consciously put the tableware in the recycling area and rinsed it with clean water. When she left, she shouted to the boss who was busy in the kitchen: "Boss, I'll wash the bowl for you. I'll come tomorrow. Remember to leave a place for me."
"Okay, thank you." The boss replied.
After seeing this, Ma Chunchun was completely confused. What was going on? Not only did these customers not get angry at these strange rules, but instead helped wash dishes so consciously. This was incredible. Even when she was in college, the cafeteria mandated that after eating, she would send the tableware to the recycling room. She had never seen anyone helping to wash dishes.
Chen Yang was also speechless about this restaurant. If it weren't for Mr. Zheng's recommendation, he would have turned around and left, because the fourth rule is really annoying. Everyone can't order more than two dishes, which means that she and Chunchun can only order four dishes at most.
Finally, the two discussed it.
I ordered seafood noodles, eel rice, grilled mackerel and kelp rib soup, and after writing it on paper, I put it in the delivery room. What almost made Ma Chunchun vomit blood was that the notes had been left for a long time, and the boss might not come to collect them. If this efficiency was placed in Antai Building, it would have been opened a hundred times.
Ma Chunchun counted with her cell phone.
It took fifteen minutes before the boss of the house took away the menu bar, and he was also very slow to cook. The tables of customers who came in earlier than them were still empty.
Not long after.
The kitchen owner shouted: "No. 21, kelp rib soup is ready."
Immediately afterwards, a slightly fat woman jogged to the delivery room, but she was stunned halfway because she saw Ma Chunchun, but it was nothing to see Ma Chunchun. Most importantly, she saw Ma Chunchun having a meal with a man.
It seems not long ago.
Chapter completed!