My hotel connects the past and present

Chen Wenjiu was dragged by He Zui to practice martial arts in the next few days. He Zui had to take care of things in the restaurant, so he only had about one hour in the evening to supervise Chen Wenjiu's martial arts practice.

Although Chen Wenjiu is twenty-two years old, she has often taken hot spring baths recently. Whether it is to strengthen her body or cleanse her muscles and marrow, she has soaked in them many times. Therefore, He Zui thought it was good for her to start practicing martial arts now.

The main thing is that He Zui plans to let her practice. Chen Wenjiu still has spiritual roots, which are water and wood spiritual roots, so she can practice well.

When Chen Wenjiu was being pulled by He Zui to practice martial arts, he did not forget about Ye Yunjue and the others. After observing them for so long, He Zui also planned to let Ye Yunjue and the others start practicing.

So when He Zui taught Chen Wenjiu how to practice, Ye Yunjue and the others were also tormented by He Zui. Qin Xin and Yan Xi are doctors, so He Zui intends for them to take the path of medicine, while Shen Jimo and He Yaochen will take the path of weapon refiners, and the rest of them will take the path of practicing medicine. The way to enter the Tao through martial arts.

"I've been busy recently, and I can't take care of the restaurant." He Zui looked at Chen Wenjiu and said, "Your two brothers are quite talented, but it's not time to take charge of their own business yet. You We need to hire a new chef.”

"Ah? Recruiting a new chef?" Chen Wenjiu asked in surprise, "Is this really the case?"

"If we don't recruit a new chef, I won't have much time to take care of your training. Sometimes you have to go to other dimensions and I have to follow you. There is no chef in the restaurant who can take charge of the overall situation."

"If our restaurant wants to run well, we have to find a chef who can sustain it." He Zui said.

Chen Wenjiu frowned and said, "Then, where should we find the chef?"

Chen Wenjiu was really worried. Could He Zui's cooking skills be matched by anyone? It must be difficult to find a good chef.

And why would those chefs with good cooking skills be willing to work as chefs in their hotels? You must know that the salary of their hotel employees is really not that high, but the monthly salary of those chefs with superb cooking skills is definitely very high.

"Do you want to recruit a chef?" After hearing the conversation between He Zui and Chen Wenjiu, Li Zeping couldn't help but interject, "If you want to recruit a chef, we can provide candidates here."

Chen Wenjiu's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Yes, why didn't I think of that?"

Their hotel has already cooperated with the authorities. In that case, why doesn't she seek help? Compared to her few personal connections, the official connections are much wider. Isn't it easy to find a capable chef?

"Director Li, I'll leave it to you to recruit a new chef. You must find a great chef to come back." Chen Wenjiu said expectantly.

"You can definitely find a chef, but it's impossible to cook as good as Chef He." Li Zeping gave her a vaccination first.

"Yeah, I know." Chen Wenjiu nodded.

Of course she knew that He Zui was not only in his twenties as he looked, he was actually a chef from the world of immortality, which meant that his actual age was quite different from his appearance. He might have been hundreds of years old. He's too old to die.

So how can the cooking skills of He Zui, who has hundreds of years of cooking experience, be comparable to that of an ordinary chef who only has a few decades of cooking experience?

In this case, Li Zeping quickly reported to the hotel that the hotel was planning to recruit another restaurant chef. He hoped that the superiors could arrange for a powerful chef to come over.

Philadelphia.

Wang Cong, who was lying on the sofa when he got home after get off work, lazily took the remote control and turned on the TV to watch. Another person in the room saw him like this and said speechlessly, "Why do you act like you have no bones every time you come home?" ?”

"I'm tired from work." Wang Cong said matter-of-factly.

"It's true that I'm tired from work, but do I have to be like you?" Gao Xi threw the pillow in his hand into his face and said, "Are you cooking tonight or should I?"

"You do it." Wang Cong said.

"Then you clean the house." Gao Xi will never let him do nothing. Since they live together, the housework must be divided equally. Whoever cooks has to clean the house. It is absolutely impossible for one person to do it all. All the housework and the other does nothing.

"Okay, okay, okay." Wang Cong replied weakly.

Gao Xi couldn't help but give him a look, and then went to the kitchen to get busy.

"Ding-ding-ding-" Just when Gao Xi was busy in the kitchen and Wang Cong was still sitting on the sofa watching TV, his cell phone rang.

Wang Cong couldn't help but frown when he heard the ringtone of his cell phone. He thought it was the company looking for him because of something, so he took the phone and found that it was his family's number.

"Hello?" Wang Cong answered impatiently after answering the phone.

"A Cong, there is a job for you here." Wang Cong's sister called over there and said.

"You are looking for me for a job?" Wang Cong sneered when he heard this, "Have you forgotten? I have been removed from the Wang family? You are looking for me for the job of the Wang family?"

Hearing this, Wang Cong's sister frowned slightly and said, "A-Cong, are you still angry with dad and eldest brother? You are too angry. As long as you obey and break up with that Gao Xi, dad and eldest brother won't be angry. You are angry..."

"I'm so stupid, why should I listen to your nonsense?" Wang Cong hung up the phone and watched TV expressionlessly.

"Jingle Bell--"

The phone rang again. Wang Cong picked up the phone angrily and wanted to hang up. When he saw that the caller was not from the Wang family, he suppressed his anger and answered the call.

"Hello? Old Song, why are you calling me?" Wang Cong said rudely as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Old Wang, don't I want to introduce you to a job?" Old Song on the other end of the phone said straight to the point, "Don't worry, it has nothing to do with the Wang family."

"Work? Don't you know that I work at PA Company now?" Wang Cong said.

"I know, but it's too humiliating for a good chef to become a courier." Old Song said with pity.

"What happened to the courier? Have you not seen the videos of couriers on the Internet? They are all very versatile?"

"Okay, okay, couriers are serious professions. I don't look down on couriers. I just think it's a pity that you, a chef with excellent cooking skills, don't continue to be a chef but become a courier."

"What's the pity?" Wang Cong sighed, "Who told the Wang family to ban me and prevent major restaurants from hiring me as a chef?"

"Speaking of Lao Wang, aren't you exaggerating? It's not like you have no enemies in the Wang family. Why do the Wang family ban you and the Wang family's enemies also ban you?"

Wang Cong: "Because my partner is from the opposite family of the Wang family. Now that we are together, they are all angry."

Lao Song: "..."