" meal?" Li Ziqiang glanced at him, "You don't even eat seafood?"

"What's the hurry? Are you still afraid of not having seafood here?" Zhou Chunyang said, "The main reason is that I want to have a meal today. I took my dad's card, and it would be a bit of a loss if I don't buy it."

"Just meal," Hu Biao immediately clapped his hands when he heard it, "Good meal."

Yan Hang stood in Chen Jinling's office room and was a little worried: "Sister Chen, I really haven't written a summary, let alone a summary in English."

"Just this summary," Chen Jinling opened the drawer, took a summary and handed it to you, "I'll show you what I wrote before, and it's all about these contents. Don't worry, I'll help you correct any mistakes."

Yan Hang took the summary and looked at it.

"I know you don't want to be the foreman," said Chen Jinling. "Now you are only allowed to handle the matter for a while. If you want to go to the kitchen and do something else, it will be helpful to you to understand all the positions in the restaurant, right?"

"Yeah," Yan Hang smiled, "I'll try it."

She never told Chen Jinling that she didn't want to be the foreman, nor did she say that she wanted to go to the kitchen. She could only say that Chen Jinling, the foreman, was not useless and observed her men very carefully.

"Just write it and send it to my email address," said Chen Jinling. "You can watch it more. I took a leave in the afternoon and I will go to the hospital in two days. I have to go back to clean up."

"Okay," Yan Hang nodded, "If you have any help, tell us."

"I'm welcome to you. If you have anything to do if you want me to help," Chen Jinling smiled. "I'm afraid I won't get used to it after so much."

When Yan Hang returned to the front hall, he felt a little stressed.

During this period, Chen Jinling has been in charge of all kinds of work processes, but for Yan Hang, the pressure is not only from the position of the foreman.

I have worked in the restaurant for almost a year and have never made any mistakes. I have been directly praised by the supervisor a few times. But even if I only have an agent foreman now, I still have a waiter staff member who has worked for a few years.

I have been following my father for so long. Even if I want to go to the kitchen, I have never planned it seriously. I suddenly threw such a job to me, and I was really a little unsteady.

As soon as he returned to the bar, Zhang Chen came over and whispered beside him: "What? The handover has been made?"

"No," said Yan Hang, "I'll do it in a few days."

"Don't be stressed," said Zhang Chen. "You have the ability and popularity. No problem. I'll help you. I'm older than you."

Yan Hang looked at Zhang Chen and smiled: "Thank you."

"You're welcome," said Zhang Chen, "just teach me how to cook two dishes next time."

At noon, there were more and more guests. Yan Hang stood at the bar and watched. He had changed the ordering system these two days. Some of the waiters were still unfamiliar with them. They had to pay attention at any time. If there were any problems, they had to go over and help immediately.

The waiter is very familiar with his work, but from this perspective, he found that there are many things that he doesn’t notice at all, including who has a problem with his clothes, where the hygiene is not handled in time, where the guests at which table are not dissatisfied, where the table is wrong, where the table is wrong...

There is no place to relieve this tension and pressure. At this time, I really miss my father.

Cui Yi is very kind to him, but after all, he is only a friend of his father. It is impossible for him to say whatever he wants to say, and Cui Yi is busy with work every day like a dog.

Several guests came in at the door, and Zhang Chen immediately went over to greet him.

Among these waiters, this little girl must have reacted the fastest, which is a bit too careless and makes some mistakes from time to time.

Zhang Chen took a few guests over and sat down. Yan Hang noticed that these people looked like students.

The restaurants are very expensive, and students usually come to have dinner together.

 glanced at him again and was stunned.

A face raised his head at the student here, looked at him and was stunned at the same time.

When the first day of the Chu Dynasty stood up and walked towards the bar, several people were ordering dishes. Zhou Chunyang chased after him, "Hey, what are you doing? Order first."

"Like you," Chu Yi said, looking at the bar without looking sideways.

"Okay." Zhou Chunyang said.

When I came here, I kept paying attention to the route. In the morning, Yan Hang told me about the location of the hotel. When I saw that the routes overlapped, I was already excited.

When I entered the restaurant, I glanced at the waiter around me and swept back and forth on the faces of the waiters around me.

After scanning the circle, I didn't see Yan Hang. I thought it was not the same place. When I was disappointed, I suddenly saw Yan Hang standing at the bar.

It was supposed to be standing up and rushing over for a moment, but he was stunned by the table for several seconds and couldn't move.

Too handsome.

All the memories of Yan Hang are leisurely, casual clothes, sportswear, and running shoes.

At most, I have seen Yan Hang wearing ugly work clothes in a cafe.

Now, seeing Yan Hang wearing a black uniform makes him almost unable to recognize him.

 Never imagined that Yan Hang had such a thing.

When I walked towards the bar, Chuyi felt so excited that I wanted to go smoothly.

"Sir, do you need anything to help?" Yan Hang asked when he walked to the bar with a smile.

"I want to take a photo for you." Chu Yi glared at me.

"Sorry," Yan Hang smiled even more, "We are not allowed to take photos during working hours."

"Ah." Junyi was still watching.

"If you want to take photos of the waiter or foreman," Yan Hang said, "you can only take photos of the secret."

"Oh," Chu Yi smiled, "I took a sneak shot that time and took a pot and covered it."

"I'll serve you food," Yan Hang said with a smile, "You can take photos slowly."

"Why are you different from others? People's clothes are not the same?" Chu Yi stared at him up and down.

"The foreman's clothes," said Yan Hang, "were changed in these two days."

"So handsome." Chu Yi said.

"I've always been handsome," Yan Hang looked at their table, "You classmate?"

"Well," Chu Yi also turned around and saw Zhou Chunyang looking here, and nodded and smiled at the people, "We are in the residence."

"What's going on in the fight today?" Yan Hang asked again.

"Speaking, it's too much..." Before Chu Yi finished speaking, a waitress came next to him.

"Brother Hang, sorry," said the little girl, "the guests over there have questions about the dishes."

"I'll go there right away," Yan Hang looked over there, walked out of the bar, and whispered to Chuyi, "I'll treat you to dinner tonight, and you can say it slowly."

Chu nodded and looked at Yan Hang's back while walking back.

Yan Hang's uniform fits very well, and the uniform pants are longer than the sports pants that Yan Hang usually wears. This makes Yan Hang's legs look 1.8 meters tall.

"Your friend?" Hu Biao looked at him.

"Yes." Chu Yi nodded, sat back in his position, and looked over there.

The couple sitting at the table, Yan Hang went over and started talking.

The voices are very low, and it is impossible to hear what they are saying at this first day of junior high school, but they are definitely not Chinese, and they seem to speak very fast.

The speaking speed of the East is always very sensitive because the speaking speed is very slow.

Yan Hang's smile always responded with a relaxed look, allowing him to learn about his English skills outside Yan Hang's magical circle of friends once.

"I ordered a cod for you," Zhou Chunyang said, "Is it okay?"

"No problem," said Chuyi, "I haven't eaten it, I've eaten it."

"Your friend, the foreman?" Li Ziqiang said, "Why didn't you say it when you first came here?"

"I don't know, I'm here," said Chu Yi.

"What's your friend's name?" Zhou Chunyang asked quietly after drinking water.

"Yan Hang," Chuyi looked at it, "What?"

"No," Zhou Chunyang looked over there again, "I haven't seen him when I came to eat with my dad before. The foreman here used to be a beautiful woman."

"You can see the beauty just by chance," Hu Biao said, "the man can't see it."

"That's not necessarily." Zhou Chunyang smiled.

After talking to the guests at the table, Yan Hang walked away. He didn't have the nerve to keep staring at him.

However, he was a little distracted, and Li Ziqiang and others didn't listen carefully until Yan Hang came over with a pallet and came back to his senses.

"We are all classmates from the first year of junior high school, from the same dormitory." Li Ziqiang said.

"I just heard that," Yan Hang smiled and put the dishes on the table, "You guys have the best relationship."

"Then, we just had a fight with people together in the morning," said Li Ziqiang. "We became famous for auto repair before school started. We pointed to the first day of the junior high school."

Yan Hang looked at Chuyi, and Chuyi felt embarrassed: "Miss, misunderstanding."

"Can you give me a business card?" Zhou Chunyang looked at Yan Hang.

"Yes." Yan Hang took out the business card holder from his pocket, pulled one and handed it to Zhou Chunyang.

I suddenly felt a little depressed in the first day of the junior high school.

Yan Hang has a business card, but he didn't know it. He would have asked for one yesterday if he had known.

Although I don't know why I want a business card.
To be continued...