Chapter 118: Excellent Employee

On Zheng Siyuan's suggestion, Qin Huai had Huang Xi post a recruitment message for apprentices in the name of Yunzhong Canteen, and at that time, a recruitment message was also posted on the window of the outer door.

That afternoon, someone came to apply.

The applicant was even an old employee.

"You want to be an apprentice?" Qin Huai looked at the nervous An Youyou and searched in his mind for An Youyou's resume when she applied for the handyman job.

Very good, completely unsearchable.

Qin Huai's impression of An Youyou was: from Qianzhou, can endure hardship, young, just an adult, only has a junior high school degree, and is a cheap and high-quality worker.

Initially choosing An Youyou was also because of her high cost-performance ratio.

An Youyou nodded heavily.

"The apprentice's salary might not be as high as yours now," Qin Huai thought An Youyou felt the apprentice's salary was higher, so he reminded her. "Apprentices learn pastry and technology, meals are included but accommodation is not, and the salary is very low. If you have good talent, perhaps I can take you as a disciple, if you don't mind bowing to me as a master."

"But... it shouldn't accept zero-foundation ones, right?" When saying this, Qin Huai looked at Zheng Siyuan.

Zheng Siyuan:... Why look at him? It's not him recruiting apprentices.

Zheng Siyuan could only nod at Qin Huai.

He hadn't recruited apprentices, and his father hadn't taken disciples either, but his senior brother Huang Shengli had taken many disciples. Those were proper old-fashioned disciples who had to serve tea and water to the master, kowtow, and go through the proper procedures, counting as half-sons.

"So I want to ask if I can be a handyman and an apprentice at the same time," An Youyou said embarrassedly. "I want to learn the craft, but I also want to make money."

What a simple wish, what direct words.

"You have a foundation?" Qin Huai asked one more question, considering that An Youyou was relatively well-known.

"Yes, I can knead dough and chop filling!" An Youyou emphasized with heavy tone. "My family runs a breakfast shop in town!"

"Then why did you come out to work?" Qin Huai was a bit strange; his family also ran a breakfast shop. If he hadn't inherited the legacy, he would probably still be selling buns at home now.

"My mom won't give me money," An Youyou said truthfully. "Where I live, if your grades aren't good, you go out to work after graduating from junior high. My grades weren't good, so I went home to help in the breakfast shop after graduating from junior high. I had to get up at one o'clock every morning and work until 11 o'clock at noon to finish work. I couldn't rest on New Year's Eve or New Year's Day. Because I was working at home, my mom only gave me 200 pocket money a month."

"I wanted money too much, so I ran out to work as soon as I became an adult. Before coming to the canteen, I submitted many resumes, either with no base salary or low wages. Although the canteen starts work at 6 AM and I live far away, the commute takes more than an hour, so I have to get up after 4 AM, but the money is good!"

"And getting up after 4 AM is much later than getting up at home; I like it very much!"

Zheng Siyuan, who was silently eavesdropping on the side, didn't understand, but he was greatly shocked, and even a bit glad that his family didn't run a breakfast shop.

"Boss, your technique is good," An Youyou didn't even call him Master Xiao Qin anymore, directly calling him "Boss." "After following you for a few years, I won't have to be a handyman. I secretly asked Master Chen about the salary this morning; it's 4k higher than mine! I want to be a breakfast chef too much!"

Qin Huai:...

He could see it; An Youyou really loves money.

The child's desire for money was almost overflowing from her eyes.

"Theoretically, a handyman and an apprentice definitely cannot be held concurrently," Qin Huai said, adding before An Youyou showed a disappointed look, "but if you are willing to get up earlier, you can transfer to be a kitchen helper."

Qin Huai expressed that a 5k-a-month handyman could be recruited again, but a kitchen helper willing to get up at 1 o'clock was really hard to find.

Yunzhong Canteen was too much in need of such talent.

"However, as a helper, you might need to get up a bit earlier. Of course, the time you finish work will also be correspondingly earlier. Being a helper can also learn technology, the salary will be higher, and the key is that there is a commission."

An Youyou's eyes brightened: "Can I be a helper?"

"Can you arrive at the canteen at 3 o'clock?"

"Of course I can!"

"Trial work for three days. If there is no problem, I will let Huang Xi re-draft a contract for you to transfer positions later."

"Thank you, Boss!"

"Don't call me Boss, call me Master Xiao Qin."

"Thank you, Master Xiao Qin!"

Qin Huai sent a message to Huang Xi, who was out on business, telling her that a new helper had been recruited, regrettably losing an excellent handyman, and asking her to urgently recruit another one.

Qin Huai continued to make soup, incidentally telling Zheng Siyuan the good news that he had found a helper for him.

Zheng Siyuan expressed that there was no need to specially find a helper; he couldn't get up at 3 AM.

"You guys who sell breakfast, do you all get up so early?" After Qin Huai skimmed the foam off the broth in the pot again, Zheng Siyuan asked cautiously.

If selling breakfast meant getting up at 1 AM every day, he could understand why Qin Huai was willing to get up at 4 AM every day now.

"It's quite early," Qin Huai nodded. "But I couldn't get up. Before, my parents got up early to wrap a batch and sell a batch, and I got up at 5 o'clock to sell the second batch."

"Residents near our Sanmalu residential area basically waited for the second batch, and there were always high school students who were late because of waiting for buns."

"Sigh." Saying this, Qin Huai also sighed, "If it weren't for the business being too good now, I wouldn't get up at 4 o'clock. The days of getting up at 5 o'clock are really gone forever."

Qin Huai continued to mold Doraemon.

He was really at odds with Doraemon. The uglier it was, the more he had to mold it.

"By the way, I have to accompany Mr. Luo to the hospital for physical therapy tomorrow afternoon. Siyuan, you should also rest for the afternoon. Believe me, as long as you run fast enough at noon, you won't see the disappointed eyes of Grandpa Cao, Grandma Ding, and Grandpa Xu." Qin Huai sincerely imparted experience to Zheng Siyuan.

He was afraid that the grandpas and grandmas in the residential area would act too much and scare away the randomly dropped SSR pastry chef of Yunzhong Canteen.

Zheng Siyuan felt that Qin Huai made sense and expressed that he would try to run away early tomorrow.

The next day after lunch, Zheng Siyuan and Qin Huai ran away one after another.

Qin Huai was now a regular visitor to the hospital.

The doctors and nurses in the rehabilitation department who often walked on the first floor knew Qin Huai. Seeing Qin Huai come, a nurse took the initiative to greet Qin Huai, asking why he didn't tell Dr. Qu in advance when bringing Mr. Luo for physical therapy; Dr. Qu wasn't in the rehabilitation department today.

Luo Jun's sharp gaze began to cut Qin Huai directly, hacking him into eight pieces.

"I said I was thinking about recruitment all day yesterday and forgot, do you believe it?" Qin Huai said weakly.

Luo Jun sneered: "Why, do you also have amnesia like Wang Gensheng?"

It seems Luo Jun hadn't heard little gossip.

"I'll call now!" Qin Huai took out his phone.

The call didn't go through.

"Please wait a moment in the rehabilitation department, I'll go find her now!" Qin Huai headed straight for the elevator.

Luo Jun walked silently toward the clinic.

Before Qin Huai reached the elevator, he heard Dr. Zhou's exclamation: "Mr. Luo, why did you come alone? Where is Master Xiao Qin? Where is Dr. Qu? Do they have something to do today???"

Listening to Dr. Zhou's tone, it felt like he was about to dial the police to report a missing person in the next second.

Qin Huai headed to the neurology department.

Dr. Qu didn't have an outpatient clinic in the afternoon. After Qin Huai confirmed with the nurse at the nurse station that Dr. Qu was in the office, he walked straight toward the doctor's office.

The office door was closed, but the soundproofing wasn't very good; maybe the person talking happened to be by the door and didn't notice.

"Two more patient complaints were received this morning, saying you wear a mask, wear gloves, and wrap a scarf in such hot weather. One said your appearance was too strange and uncomfortable to look at, and one said you didn't respect the patient."

"Everyone knows your situation, but ultraviolet allergy isn't a difficult and miscellaneous disease. You've seen it in outside hospitals for so many years without any effect. Do you want to consider going to our hospital's dermatology department to take a look? Director Huang has quite a lot of research in this area."

Qin Huai's hand knocking on the door paused.

"I know, Director. I've seen it in outside hospitals for many years and it has actually improved a lot. Next time I'll be careful and won't wear a scarf."

"I don't mean to blame you either. After all, patients have feedback, and our hospital attaches great importance to this aspect. You should also be a little considerate."

Qin Huai knocked on the door.

"Come in, the door isn't locked." Director's voice came.

Qin Huai pushed the door and entered. Director Zhang of the neurology department knew Qin Huai.

The neurology department's technique for grabbing Chen Pi tea was too bad, and it basically relied on Qin Huai opening a small stove for Qu Jing so Director Zhang could share a cup.

"Master Xiao Qin, why are you free to come over today? Is it for your family to register? I remember your father came to our hospital for a physical examination some time ago, and his waist seemed not very good."

"I'm looking for Dr. Qu." Qin Huai pointed to Qu Jing. "Mr. Luo had a sudden whim to come for physical therapy today. Just now I called Dr. Qu but she didn't answer..."

Director Zhang understood: "Mr. Luo is here, right? It just so happens that Dr. Qu's clinic is also finished. Little Qu, you go soothe Mr. Luo."

"Master Xiao Qin, if your father comes to see his waist, tell me; I have a very good relationship with the orthopedics department."

"Definitely, thank you Director Zhang. Next time I come, I'll bring you Chen Pi tea."

"You are too polite." Director Zhang smiled until his mouth couldn't close.

Qin Huai and Qu Jing headed to the rehabilitation department.

Qin Huai didn't say the conversation he heard at the door just now, pretending he didn't hear it, just quietly pondering in his heart.

Director Zhang said Qu Jing's ultraviolet allergy had been seen in other hospitals all these years.

But Qin Huai clearly remembered that when Master Cao wanted to introduce a doctor to Qu Jing yesterday morning, Qu Jing's meaning clearly was that her ultraviolet allergy was seen in her own hospital.

"Qu Jing, your lip color seems not very good these two days," Qin Huai said.

Maybe because of talking to the director, Qu Jing didn't wear a mask.

Qu Jing was stunned, took a mask out of her pocket and put it on, saying: "Maybe it's because eating isn't very regular these two days, a bit of hypoglycemia."

"I'm writing a new paper recently, encountered some problems in the paper, and the pressure is a bit high. If you didn't say it, I wouldn't have noticed."

The rehabilitation department arrived, and the two walked out of the elevator.

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