Life Reset: I’m the Master in the Officialdom

"Chenghu, go!" Wentao said with a hint of dissatisfaction on his face. He gently pushed the plate of food in his hand towards the direction of Sun Chenghu.

Sun Chenghu nodded in understanding, quickly picked up the dish and the rough-looking steamed buns, and strode straight to the food window.

He suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Look at what kind of dish you're making! And there's a handprint on the steamed bun! Is this something human can eat? We're all cadres from the provincial party committee. Are you treating us like pigs? Even if you feed this dish to pigs, they probably won't even look at it!"

Sun Chenghu's sudden outburst was like a bombshell that exploded in the originally quiet cafeteria.

Suddenly, the entire cafeteria became noisy, and many people who were eating cast curious glances. Among them, many "comrades" remained calm on the surface, but were secretly delighted in their hearts.

They have reported the poor quality of canteen food to relevant departments many times before, but it has never been effectively resolved.

Now, someone finally couldn’t help but stand up and speak out, it’s so satisfying!!!

Just then, hearing that there was trouble here, a large group of people rushed out from the cafeteria kitchen and rushed to Sun Chenghu in a menacing manner.

Facing this group of ill-intentioned people, Sun Chenghu showed no fear. He simply scanned them with a cold gaze, then raised the dish and steamed buns in his hand again and said coldly, "Open your eyes and take a good look!"

At this time, Qiu Zongyu, deputy director of the Institutional Affairs Support Center, happened to be having lunch in the cafeteria.

As the person in charge of the provincial party committee canteen, he naturally cannot escape responsibility for such an incident.

When he saw the tense scene before him, his expression instantly darkened...

"Young comrade, don't get so angry. Which department are you from? We are really short of staff in the canteen of the Provincial Party Committee, so it is inevitable that some problems will occur sometimes. How about this, you can just go and exchange it with the comrade at the window. There is no need to get so angry." Qiu Zongyu frowned slightly and persuaded in a seemingly calm manner.

However, he was secretly thinking in his heart: Humph, I have to find out which department this kid is from, then find the leader of his department and teach him a lesson, make him understand that this society is not so easy to get along in! This young man who doesn't know his place is so arrogant and domineering.

"Limited manpower? You make it sound so easy! Then come and take a look. It's okay that we only give you two meatballs, but the key is that if you smell it closely, the meat is already rotten! If we eat this, we will definitely get stomachaches!" Sun Chenghu saw that the leader in front of him spoke lightly but obviously had no sincerity in solving the problem, so he became more and more relentless.

"I'm telling you, young comrade, don't go too far! Our Provincial Party Committee canteen has always had a great reputation! If you continue to act like this and refuse to give in, I will have to call you over and have a good talk with you!" Seeing that Sun Chenghu was not giving in, Qiu Zongyu glared at him and pointed at Sun Chenghu and shouted angrily.

A group of burly chefs came out from the kitchen, all with their sleeves rolled up and various cooking tools in their hands. They glared at Sun Chenghu with anger on their faces, as if they were ready to hit him at any time.

One of the burly middle-aged chefs stomped his large spoon on the ground and shouted at the top of his lungs, "I've worked in this cafeteria for most of my life. I've seen all kinds of diners. It's like I've never seen someone as picky as you. It's like a young lady getting married—it's like a young lady getting married! What gives you the right to say that?"

Another bearded chef chimed in, "Humph! Looks like this guy is out to cause trouble! This isn't over yet, and I won't let him off easily! Tell me, who's your leader? I'm going to go to him myself and have a say!"

The other chefs also started shouting and the scene became chaotic for a while.

Speaking of these chefs, even though they only work in the provincial party committee canteen, they are all regular staff with work-study positions!

Moreover, the salary and benefits are not worse than those of ordinary units, and can even be said to be quite generous.

The vast majority of them have been working in this provincial party committee compound for most of their lives. Think about those young men who knew them back then, many of them have now become senior cadres at the department and bureau level!

They don’t take these young people of today seriously!

Occasionally, there are young people who come to "cause trouble". Every time they just scare us a few words and that's basically it. I have never seen anyone so arrogant.

"Looking for our leader? Go find him, go find him now. I'm from the General Office! You also need to find my leader. Regarding today's matter, I have to find your leader!"

Sun Chenghu is not like those young cadres who can be easily frightened by a few words.

"You...you!!! Brothers, take him to Secretary Zhou's office and see what he says!" said the bearded chef.

After saying that, several chefs came forward and tried to carry Sun Chenghu out.

In fact, they are just bluffing here, saying that they are from the General Office, and they know Deputy Secretary-General Zhou Zewen, right?

Since you know Deputy Secretary-General Zhou, you must know that this canteen is under his charge, right?

When he gets in front of the leader, let’s see if he can still show off!

If it were someone else, they would have been carried away by these burly chefs, but we Chenghu are not here to sit around and do nothing.

With just one backhand control, the bearded chef was controlled!

"Old man, he dares to hit someone! Beat him up!"

Several chefs rushed forward, Sun Chenghu turned the bearded chef around and kicked a group of chefs to the ground.

Many young people from the provincial party committee who were watching the scene even laughed out loud.

Normally they suffer a lot of grievances in the cafeteria. The attitude is bad, the food quality is poor, and they are not allowed to say anything!