Life Reset: I’m the Master in the Officialdom

Looking closely, there are stir-fried cabbage with meat, stir-fried onion with meat, winter melon meatball soup, stewed eggplant, and two cold dishes.

However, these dishes are not only monotonous in color, but also have very few seasonings and ingredients, which can be almost ignored.

The whole table of food looked as if it had just been dug out from a pile of snow. It was pale and not at all appetizing.

At this moment, an impatient voice suddenly rang out: "What are you two looking at? Tell me what you want to eat!" The speaker was the staff member in charge of serving meals.

He was wearing an apron that should have been spotless white, but now it was stained black with oil and it was impossible to tell what it looked like originally.

And the gaps between his fingers of the hands holding the steamed buns were filled with black impurities, which was disgusting.

Yesterday, Hou Jinshuai mentioned that the sanitary conditions of the cafeteria were really worrying. Wentao was still a little skeptical. But today, just by looking at the sanitary conditions of the service staff, he could guess that the overall environment must not be very good.

Wen Tao whispered to the window, "Please give me some stir-fried cabbage and a bowl of meatball soup!"

After the meal was ready, Wentao took a closer look and saw that there were only two meatballs in the full bowl of meatball soup. He frowned and said, "Master, why are there only two meatballs? Can you give me some more?"

Unexpectedly, the chef who served the food retorted angrily, "Hey, why are you making so much trouble? It's good enough that you have something to eat. There are so many people waiting behind you! Are you going to eat it all by yourself and leave everyone else to stare blankly?"

Wen Tao almost choked when he heard this, thinking to himself: This meatball soup costs two yuan, but I only get two meatballs. Putting aside the hygiene issues, I'm afraid I won't be full even if I eat it alone!

Sun Chenghu, who was standing by, was already so angry that his face turned blue and his fists were clenched. If Wen Tao had not signaled him with his eyes in time to stop him, he would have lost control of his temper and rushed forward to grab the chef with the bad attitude and argue with him.

However, Wentao didn't want to dwell on it too much at this time. He thought he should first try the food in the cafeteria and then settle the account.

The two found an empty table and sat down.

Sun Chenghu quickly walked to the disinfection cabinet beside him, took out a set of tableware and handed it to Wentao.

Just as he brought the spoon close to the edge of the bowl, he suddenly found a piece of green vegetable leaf stuck on the spoon!

His brows were instantly furrowed, forming a deep furrow.

It’s okay if the food is a bit expensive, and the lower quality is acceptable, but they can’t even wash the dishes clean?

Thinking of this, he shook his head helplessly, put down the spoon with vegetable leaves in his hand, and picked up a new spoon from the side.

He asked for a meatball, put it in his mouth, and spat it out without hesitation!

Although these meatballs are indeed made of pork, the pork is obviously no longer fresh.

The meatballs were extremely loose and had no elasticity at all, and Wentao was keenly aware of the strong and pungent smell of ginger and cooking wine.

Obviously, these seasonings are added just to cover up the unpleasant smell emitted by the pork itself.

Looking at the stir-fried cabbage and pork in front of him, although it looked acceptable, when Wentao picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it in his mouth to chew, he found that the dish was bland, as if it had been boiled in water, and it did not arouse his appetite at all.

Faced with such poor quality, poor hygiene conditions and outrageous prices, Wentao couldn't help but feel furious.

You know, this is the canteen of the provincial party committee compound!

How could this happen? This is simply too much!

This kind of thing, let alone humans, even if you feed it to pigs, I guess the pigs would hesitate!

In the morning, Wentao specifically checked the funding subsidies allocated by the General Office to the canteen, which was quite sufficient.

According to the provincial party committee leaders, it would be enough to ask the staff to pay a symbolic fee when dining.

But who could have imagined that the price of the food in this cafeteria would be so high, it was simply outrageous, and the quality was terrible!

It would be really strange if no one took the opportunity to enrich themselves or engage in corruption.

Wen Tao's brows were tightly furrowed, and the frown was getting deeper and deeper, as if he could pinch a fly to death.

"Look at this steamed bun, there is a clearly visible slap mark on it..." Sun Chenghu, who was standing aside, said angrily with a face full of anger, pointing at the steamed bun.

Hearing his words, Wentao also leaned over to take a look, and indeed found a big palm print on the steamed bun.

At this moment, a shrill laugh came from the next table: "Haha, old man, this isn't your first time in our Provincial Party Committee cafeteria, is it? Let me tell you, this slap mark is actually from the grease on the hands of the master who made the steamed buns. Just peel off the outer layer before eating and it will be fine!"

The person who spoke was a young cadre, who was laughing so hard that he was bent over, looking as if he was gloating over someone else's misfortune.

For such an incredible thing, he actually acted as if he was used to it and was not surprised at all.

Wen Tao sat there silently. After listening to the young cadre's words, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times, and he almost laughed out loud helplessly.

However, behind this ridiculousness lies deep concern and anger.

Because this phenomenon is simply a serious distortion of the correct values ​​of young cadres!

You know, these young people who are full of vigor and vitality are the backbone of the future development of various cities and counties!

But now, he lives such a ridiculous life.

If they really gain power in the future, how will it be distorted beyond recognition?

When he thought of this, Wentao's anger burned even more fiercely.

Especially the leading cadre in charge of canteen management made Wentao hate him with gritted teeth.

In his opinion, this person was extremely evil and deserved to be put to death!

If this unhealthy trend is allowed to continue to spread without being stopped, and if even he himself, as the secretary-general of the provincial party committee, turns a blind eye and ignores this matter, then how can he have the face to continue staying in this position?

I might as well just pack up and go home to sell sweet potatoes!

At this moment, Wentao only felt that the anger in his chest had erupted like a volcano!