"In total, it has been more than ten years. It has always been you who has trusted me, appreciated me, and allowed me to have this respected and well-paid job to support my family. I am the one who should be grateful," he said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head, "Uncle Zhou, then neither of us should say any words of gratitude. The restaurant is our hard work. Even if the insect plague comes this time, we will definitely be able to get through it."

"Qing'er, what are your plans?" Chef Zhou asked.

Yang Ruoqing said with a smile: "Everything is business as usual, we will not reduce our staff, and we will not deprive ourselves of all benefits."

"How can we have so much money? We are all going to lose money..." Chef Zhou said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's okay. Since I, Yang Ruoqing, can afford to open this restaurant, I can naturally afford to lose money."

This wave of insect infestations may not be a bad thing.

Nature selects the fittest to survive, and restaurants that can survive will be reborn from the ashes after an insect disaster.

Those who cannot hold on will withdraw from the competitive circle of this industry.

"But, these people have become bad now and are lazy and bad..." Chef Zhou said again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "They are not lazy and bad, they are not at ease and worry about being fired anytime and anywhere."

"Okay, Uncle Zhou, go and call them over, and I'll have a few words with you guys."

Chef Zhou nodded, turned around and left the private room and went to the restaurant hall in the front yard.

Restaurant hall.

Usually this time is meal time, and the customers coming and going in the restaurant will make these guys so busy that they can't even put their feet on the floor.

However, at this time, after sending away the last two customers, the waiters were the only ones left in the restaurant.

They surrounded the few guys who had eavesdropped earlier, and everyone was talking quietly.

"I see that Chef Zhou called the hostess to close the door in the private room and start planning. Most likely, he was planning to fire me."

"I heard Chef Zhou telling the hostess that our restaurant's business is not doing well and costs are high, so we need to reduce staff and reduce costs. I also heard Chef Zhou mention that several other restaurants in the town are also reducing staff..."

"What did the boss girl say?" the person next to me asked anxiously.

The man shook his head, "I don't know. Before I could hear it, Chef Zhou found me and rushed back. I don't know what the host girl would say."

"Oh my god, we're all back here. So Ba Cheng is going to fire us. What should we do? My family's crops will definitely be gone this year. My father, mother, and two younger sisters are still counting on me in the restaurant.

I need this steady income to tide me over, but this situation is miserable!"

"Are you as miserable as me? All the money I saved by working in restaurants in the past few years was used to marry a wife two months ago."

"My daughter-in-law has just become pregnant, and there is another mouth to eat in the family. There are no crops in the fields, and my parents and younger brothers have to rely on me to support them. At this time, if I lose my job in the restaurant, I don't even dare to think about the family.

How about it!"

The guys were all talking about their own difficulties and worries, one more miserable than the other, one more worried than the other. The atmosphere in the hall became more and more depressing and panic-inducing.

Chen Biao and another waiter were quietly clearing the table after the guests had just eaten. When he heard the conversation, Chen Biao couldn't help but pause his work and turned around and said to them:

"Can you one by one stop speculating about Chef Zhou and the host girl like this? Can't you do your own thing well first?" Chen Biao asked.

The guys all turned their attention to Chen Biao, all of them looking miserable.

"Chen Biao, we are different from you. We are really worried. The whole family depends on our work for food!" said an older waiter.

Chen Biao said: "Whose situation can be different? My family is also waiting for my money to buy rice for cooking, but now that we have not been fired, we are still the employees of Tianxianglou, so we have to do our best.

matter."

After saying these words, Chen Biao turned around and continued to clear the table.

Behind him, there was a light scoff.

"It really hurts to stand and talk. Who doesn't know about your relationship with your boss? Even if we fire everyone, we won't fire you, my cousin-in-law..."

"What did you say?" Chen Biao threw the rag in his hand on the table, turned around, his face was ashen and his brows were furrowed.

"Say what you just said again!" Chen Biao pointed at the person who spoke before.

The man also stood up straight and raised his neck.

"What? Am I wrong? You are better than us. You have hooked up with the host girl's cousin, and you are living off your wife. You can't lose your job in the restaurant..."

"I worked as a waiter in this restaurant before I met my wife. Be careful what you say!" Chen Biao said again.

"Yes, that's why I said that you are more capable than us. We came here earlier than you, but we don't have the ability or the luck. Brothers, do you think so? Is there anything wrong with what I said?" The guy said again

Ask other people around you.

A few people who were close to him winked and smiled.

Others tried to smooth things over by saying, "Please stop saying a few words. My boss's girl is still in the backyard. It won't be good if she hears it later..."

"If you hear it, just hear it. Anyway, we are going to be fired. The boss girl is going to throw us away like a broken shoe. What else can't be said? What is there to be afraid of?" the waiter said again.

Chen Biao was annoyed now, "I will let you whatever you say to me, but you can't say that to my boss's girl!"

"What did I say? Are you going to hit me?" The guy smiled strangely at Chen Biao, who bared his teeth.

Chen Biao was so angry that he trembled all over. He made fists with both hands and rushed forward, hitting the guy in the face with his fist.

"boom!"

The guy was sure that the good old Chen Biao didn't dare to do anything, so he didn't take precautions. So, he hit him with a fist, which was so hard that he was knocked around in a circle and fell on the table. On the table.

The teapot, teacup, and chopstick holder were knocked over to the ground. After a crisp sound, the pieces fell to the ground beside their feet.

"Damn, you little bitch dare to hit me? I want you to look good!"

The guy got up and punched Chen Biao with his fist.

"My father is dead and you dare to mention him? I will beat you to death too!"

Chen Biao's eyes turned red, he yelled, raised his fists and faced him. The two of them hugged each other, punching each other and kicking each other, and they struggled with each other.

The crowd was in chaos, the tables and chairs around them were knocked over by the two of them, and the two of them rolled to the ground, still fighting.

"What are you doing? Stop!"

Chef Zhou roared angrily.

Chen Biao paused for a moment, but the other waiter turned a deaf ear and took advantage of the opportunity and punched Chen Biao on the bridge of his nose.

Deep red nosebleeds gushed out at that moment.

"Wang Er, what are you doing? If you don't stop when I tell you to stop, are you deliberately trying to kill people?"
Chapter completed!