Flying the boss is not easy

After that incident, Wan Han's heart was always in suspense. Although his premonitions were often inaccurate, for some reason, there always seemed to be a voice in his mind reminding him to be careful.

As soon as a person has something to worry about, his mental state will drop.

Wan Hansong's complexion has been very unsightly these days, his eyes have no light, and his complexion looks a lot duller. He even forgot what he was going to say several times when he held the employee union.

Lao Wei was promoting the way of health preservation to Wan Hansong again: "You, don't stay up all night just because you are young and healthy. Do you want something like wolfberry? A friend of mine sells it, and the quality is pretty good."

The corner of Wan Hansong's mouth twitched, he obviously insisted on soaking his feet every night, and went to bed before eleven o'clock, is there any young man who cherishes his body like him?

He refused bluntly: "I don't."

"Are you afraid that the goji berries are not good?" Old Wei would misunderstand, and continued to persuade, "Don't worry, I bought it myself. If you think it's expensive, I can give it to you. Anyway, it's useless for me to spend so much money. .”

Wan Hansong really wanted to tell Lao Wei that the thing was useless, but that's all the beliefs of the elderly, he was embarrassed to destroy it, and he was also kind.

"No, no, no! The doctor who got sick recently told me not to eat indiscriminately, thank you!"

"Ah?" Lao Wei said disappointedly, "That's a pity."

Looking at Lao Wei's back, Wan Hansong felt a little sad. His daughter has been working outside since she was 20 years old, even when she got married. His grandson came back once in a while, and he didn't know the two old people well.

His hardworking heart, which has nowhere to rest, can only be used occasionally in the Songhai tea industry. It just so happens that Wan Hansong also looks like he needs to be cared for, and his family makes this elder feel pitiful.

Perhaps, it was precisely because of this that he, a young man with nothing special about him, was always loved by Lao Wei.

Wan Hansong told Song Haicha about his recent feelings, and Song Haicha handed him a cup of tea, putting his hand on his shoulder: "All unnecessary worries are futile, if there is anything we have to deal with together, don't torment yourself like this. "

"Well," Wan Hansong agreed, leaning on Song Haicha, "I'll try not to think about it."

"By the way," Song Haicha opened the drawer, took out a pack of wolfberries and put them on the table, "It's a gift from Lao Wei. I don't like these. You don't look good these days, so soak them in water and drink."

The wolfberry is obviously dark red, but at this moment Wan Hansong feels that it is very dazzling to be placed here, and it is very inappropriate to be placed here by the two young people.

"Keep it, and vacuum pack it tomorrow, if you can still eat it in a few years." He stuffed it back into the drawer and peeled the fruit, "It's unreliable to rely on food to keep healthy, it's better to run Two laps."

"Listen to you."

In the Songhai tea garden, a man was walking towards the food seller, his eyes were erratic, his pace was jerky and slow, and his left hand was always in the bag.

Walking to the place to order, he took out his mobile phone: "A bowl of noodles."

The girl in the white hat showed her cute canine teeth: "Do you want ordinary noodles or special green tea noodles?"

The man was impatient: "A bowl of noodles!"

The male waiter who was sweeping the floor at the side looked over there curiously and worriedly, the girl gave him a look, then continued to smile and said, "Excuse me, do you want to..."

The man became impatient: "I said I want a bowl of noodles! Where did all this bullshit come from!"

The male waiter who was sweeping the floor put away his polite look, rolled up his sleeves, revealing a tattoo: "Speak politely, people ask you if you want plain noodles or green tea noodles."

The man was shocked, as if thinking of something: "Green tea noodles! Hurry up!"

He took out his mobile phone to pay, his fingers trembled slightly when entering the password, and the pounding sound in his chest made him feel difficult to breathe.

After ordering, the man found an inconspicuous corner and sat down.The girl looked at the male waiter gratefully. The male waiter put down his sleeves, rubbed her head, and cleared the table.

He and that girl are going to university in the city, and they come to work part-time when they are free.There are also a lot of alumni with them, they are a group of hardworking and reliable people, so the wages offered to them in the store are relatively high.

With better treatment than other places, they were naturally more serious about doing things. Originally, they were only cleaning and serving things, but the male waiter felt that the man was suspicious and kept staring at him.

There were more and more people in the store, and the male waiter's view was blocked. Later, the kitchen called him in, but he had no choice but to ignore the man.

Unexpectedly, a few minutes later, something went wrong with that man.

"Hey, hey, look quickly! What's going on in your store! Why is there a cockroach in the noodles? It's all overcooked!" the man shouted loudly.

When he yelled, the other diners hurriedly scooped up their own noodles, and were relieved to find nothing strange, but when they thought that their noodle soup had been boiled with cockroaches, the pair of black chopsticks with patterns seemed to add a thousand catties, no matter what. I can't hold it anymore.

The man continued to create confusion: "There are cockroaches in such expensive noodles. I don't think I'm the only one who has eaten them? I heard that someone has eaten them before. Can you pay for it?"

The waiters looked at each other in blank dismay. They have been working here for a long time, and they have never encountered the kind of thing that the man said.

A wrinkled aunt stood up and said, "Don't slander us here! I've been working here since the beginning, and I've never had anything like that!"

"You must help here when you do things here," the man said more and more excitedly, drooling all over the sky, "is this your service attitude? When something happens, you don't think about solving it first, but first question what the customer said?"

It's just preposterous!

The male waiter squeezed into the circle: "You are talking nonsense! Obviously you slandered us first!" Then he pulled up his sleeves.

"Look, look!" The man pointed at him and said, "I still want to hit someone!"

The onlookers looked at the male waiter, and he was stunned for a moment. He scooped up his sleeves as a habitual action. He was afraid of getting his clothes dirty when he was usually working. Why did he suddenly want to hit someone?

Aunt quickly pulled his sleeve down to cover the tattoo on his hand.

Someone around had already recorded the video, and the man said cursingly, "Everyone, don't come here! Bah! This black-hearted boss only wants to make money, where did he put our safety?"

More and more people started talking about them, some just walked in and out.

The girl at the cash register approached the store manager, who apologized kindly, then tactfully questioned what the man said, and asked him to speak at the back, so as not to disturb the customers.

The men quit, claiming to have taken pictures and going back to tell everyone about their food safety issues.

The store manager tried to keep him, but the man kept backing away and finally ran out, looking back at them while spitting on the road.

The store manager reported the matter to the superiors, who in turn reported it to Wan Hansong.

After Wan Hansong hung up the phone, he clenched his hands into fists and frowned.

The kitchen was their key inspection object every time. Every time he held a meeting, he repeatedly emphasized hygiene issues. Such problems should not happen. Combined with the man's behavior, this was more like a well-prepared frame-up.

Wan Hansong called the store manager and told them not to close the store, but to clean the kitchen, and then he asked someone to adjust the surveillance, so that every movement of the man could be seen clearly when he came and went.

However, the news he received was not what he wanted. The person in charge told him that the man entered the store and sat in a dead corner, and his movements could not be found.

According to the feedback from the waiter, the man behaved obscenely, as if he was doing something bad to avoid being discovered, and his tone of speech was not as frank as that of ordinary customers.

Wan Hansong was sure that someone was directing and acting on their own, but they had no evidence, so they could easily be targeted. Now they can only hope that the man just went back and posted on Moments, without any media relations.

This matter has not subsided, and other things have begun.

There are more and more strange things appearing in the food, such as hair and worms on the vegetables, and what's worse, some people even found cigarette butts in the noodles, and the cigarette butts have been soaked for a long time.

One or two incidents can be said to be accidental, but there have been so many incidents that it is basically impossible for others to believe that it was deliberately done by others, but they dare to swear that it is definitely not unsanitary.

The vegetable leaves are all washed one by one, all the hair is tied up and hidden in the hat, only a few of the masters smoke, and those few masters are all in the shop where nothing happened.

Because of these things, Song Haicha held a meeting in the tea garden to sound the alarm for them on various issues.

After the end, Wan Hansong followed Song Haicha, and the two of them didn't speak a word on the way.

After getting in the car, Wan Hansong fastened his seat belt: "I told them hello. The surveillance is installed secretly at night, so that no one will find out. If this happens again, we can find someone."

"Now I'm afraid that they will find someone to spread the word. Not many people know these things now. It will be over in a month." Song Haicha started the car with a serious expression.

"Impossible," Wan Hansong lowered the car window a little bit, "The movement like this is definitely trying to give us a blow, we have to be prepared."

Sure enough, as Wan Hansong thought, the food in the tea garden was exposed as having unidentified items, and pictures were also attached.

The person who posted on Weibo was a trumpet, saying that he just wanted to uphold justice, and he didn't want to see this kind of unscrupulous businessman still so popular.That person even bought a hit, and seeing the increasing number of retweets and comments, Wan Hansong and the others could only be anxious.

In a few months, their first batch of food will be on sale, which will definitely affect the next business.

The comments became more and more vicious, and Wan Hansong pressed the phone on the table at the back of the page, not wanting to read it any more.

Many netizens said that they brought up the matter with the relevant departments, and now they can't be idle anymore, and all the shops in the tea garden are closed for inspection.

The higher-ups deliberately favor Songhai Tea Industry, they are currently in the development stage, if the momentum is good and they succeed in one fell swoop, their taxes will be much higher.

But I couldn't bear the pressure of the masses, and I couldn't help it no matter how much I wanted to be partial.

After understanding the situation, they held the same point of view as Song Hai Tea Industry, and related hints suggested that if they wanted to find out who was behind it to calm public opinion, they could provide certain convenience in some respects.

The author has something to say:

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