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These chefs who cook were also chefs before, but the location of cooking has changed, but they also have points, which is also for their motivation.

And those waiters are unpaid, they take care of food and drink, but they have no wages to take.

They were already happy to find this job, how dare they think otherwise, the food here is much better than the food on the survivors' side, and the meat tube is full, and sometimes they can even bring some for their loved ones.

This is also a kind of benefit for them.

Of course, not everyone is entitled to this benefit, as many people are left alone.

"After the wind and rain / It doesn't matter what you have / The water meets / You give me so much / You block the winter / The warmth is reserved only for me / The wind and frost are lonely / Fall in your arms..."

Familiar melodies sounded in the spacious hall, and people were still busy, and no one stopped to listen.

It's all the end of the day, no matter how good the songs are useless to them, what they need now is not spiritual food, but real food.

In case the leader finds them lazy, punishment cannot be avoided.

"Who is that, what are you doing with grinding, don't you want to do it?"

Just as Chu Feng was listening to it, a loud drink interrupted his enjoyment.

Looking around, I saw a well-dressed, oily middle-aged man pointing at a young man with a small stick in his hand and shouting.

The young man looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his face was still immature.

"Supervisor, don't be angry, he just came." At this time, a slightly older young man in his twenties hurriedly walked over, nodded and said with a smile.

"Just coming? I don't remember having a new person in the past two days? What's going on? The middle-aged supervisor looked at the slightly older young man and asked.

"That's right, Zhao Dahu was sick yesterday, this is his younger brother Zhao Xiaohu, come over today to help for a day." The older young man said.

"Zhao Dahu? Why didn't he take time off? The middle-aged supervisor asked a little angrily.

"This... It should have been him who found a replacement, so I didn't say it. The older young man said uncertainly.

"How can this be, take this place as something, come if you want, don't come if you don't want to? Tell Zhao Dahu that he will not be used in the future, and he was fired. The middle-aged supervisor said hatefully.

As a supervisor, he has the power to fire and recruit.

"This..." Hearing

the supervisor's words, Zhao Jianjun frowned.

Zhao Dahu and Zhao Xiaohu are his cousins, and several of them survived with difficulty, and their families died at the moment of the outbreak of doom.

It's not easy to find a job here, and if you are fired, you can live, but it's definitely hard.

It can be distinguished from the faces and movements of Zhao Xiaohu and the other waiters.

Zhao Xiaohu is also one meter seven or eight meters tall, but his figure is slightly thin, perhaps because the food on the survivor's side is really not good, his movements are a little weak, his steps are a little unstable, and his face is slightly white.

This is more common on the survivor's side, but definitely not on this side.

Meat can be eaten casually, greens can also be eaten secretly, and the body's nutrition is absolutely enough, so the physical fitness is definitely better than the survivors in other places.

Hearing that the supervisor was going to fire his brother, Zhao Xiaohu's body trembled.

He also knew that his brother had wasted a lot of effort to find this job, and if it weren't for his weak body these days, he wouldn't have deliberately pretended to be sick and let himself eat two good meals.

But it is impossible to replenish his body in time with one or two meals, so he moved a little slower when delivering the dishes just now.

But he was still a little young after all, and he didn't know what to do next.

Zhao Jianjun also doesn't know what to say, being able to become a supervisor means that there are people above, if he dares to talk nonsense, it is difficult to protect his job, and the people outside who want to come in are squeezed through their heads.

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, a voice sounded in the crowd....

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