Along the way, Zhang Cheng briefly explained the situation here to the two, mainly introducing the hotel’s industries and the restaurant’s situation.

They had already heard from Lin Chen during the video interview that Radisson has its own farm and Ocean Fishery, so they weren’t too surprised.

It’s just that the actual situation is even more exaggerated than they imagined.

One hour later.

When the two witnessed the full view of the coastal hotel with their own eyes, their eyes were filled with a deep sense of shock.

Golden beaches, a vast expanse of blue sea, and not far away, towering cliffs obscure the view, buildings along the roadside with a distinctly European feel, plus many tourists playing on the beach.

"Is this the place where I will work in the future?"

Zhao Shun took a deep breath, the air was filled with the salty freshness of the sea, the cool sea breeze brushed against his cheeks, driving away some of the heat brought by the warm midday sun.

Chen Dongliang had already raised his phone to record a video, with an unstoppable smile on his face.

"Honey, are you awake yet? Look, what a beautiful place! From now on, I’ll work here!"

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Zhao Shun hadn’t even managed to verbalize his amazement when it got stuck in his throat, and he rolled his eyes in annoyance, never expecting to be fed dog food right after getting out of the car.

Is having a wife so amazing?

Still going out to work!

I’m only 22, and he’s already 35!

I’m better than him!

"Oh, right, there’s something I should mention."

Zhang Cheng took the two’s luggage out of the trunk, as if suddenly remembering something.

"Originally, employees could stay in hotel rooms for free, but due to the recent Olympics, it’s tourist season, and there’s a shortage of rooms, so many employee rooms were given up for guests to stay."

"Employees currently staying in the hotel are sharing rooms, sleeping directly on mattresses on the ground; they are all Simmons, so the experience is not much different."

"We didn’t anticipate this situation before, so President Wang is currently considering whether to build employee dormitories and cafeterias, completely separating them from the tourists."

"If you both are willing to share rooms with others, you can move in directly, but there might already be three to four people inside, so using the bathroom could be a bit troublesome."

"If you’re not willing to share a room, there are newly introduced employee welfare subsidies, the hotel has rented out a few houses nearby, three floors, two rooms per floor, in a shared form. You don’t need to pay rent, but if you damage the house facilities during your stay, you’ll need to pay."

Both options have pros and cons.

Living in the hotel obviously offers a better environment with all sorts of facilities, and sleeping is more comfortable, but the downside is that using the bathroom and shower is inconvenient.

In shared housing, you can have your own independent room, live more freely, but you have to take the risk of potentially having to pay for damages, and going back and forth to work requires some time.

Zhao Shun hasn’t missed watching videos about shootings and robberies abroad, so he’s inevitably a bit nervous.

A young person his age definitely wants to have a room to himself, but he’s afraid of running into Old Hei robbers on the way home from work late.

Robbing money is one thing, but what if they covet his youthful body...

"Uncle Chen, what do you think? How about we share a floor?"

He glanced at the man beside him, after thinking it over, there seemed to be no better way.

Let him squeeze into a room with a bunch of completely unfamiliar foreigners, he’d rather die.

He’s heard that foreigners have a strong body odor, squeezing four or five into a room would definitely leave him permeated.

"Either way works for me, Depends on you. We have fate, you know, haha~"

Chen Dongliang didn’t care about these things, as long as there’s a place to stay, but of course he still hopes for slightly better living conditions inside.

"Then let’s share a floor, we don’t know others here, and there’s no way to communicate with foreigners."

Zhao Shun quickly came to a decision.

"Alright, you can decide on it yourselves, and then inform Chef Lin; he’ll help arrange it."

"I’ll first take you around the restaurant. I just sent a message to Chef Lin and haven’t received a reply yet, idle hands are the devil’s tools."

Zhang Cheng, as a driver, usually has a relaxed job. When Wang Ziqin doesn’t need to go out, he doesn’t have much to do, at most helping out with errands, and he can rest during the remaining time.

Slacking off for too long, there’s a feeling of awkwardness, like he’s getting paid without doing anything, so he decided to play the tour guide and show the two around. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Don’t underestimate Radisson as a high-end hotel; actually, there aren’t many Great Xia employees, most are foreigners.

It’s rare to bump into someone from your own country, he wanted to be close to them.

Besides, they work in the kitchen; surely they’ll need him later if they want to have some treat.

Building a good relationship is definitely right!

"This is the back entrance of the hotel, that’s the main entrance, the building ahead is the restaurant, over there turning around leads to the beach, that side you can directly access the platform on the third floor of the hotel..."

Lin Chen slowly opened his eyes and stretched lazily.

It’s been a long time since he had a nap. Taking a short nap on occasion, feels like all the weariness of the body vanished at this moment.

Looking at his phone, it was already past three.

"Huh?"

Seeing the text was actually from Old Zhang, Wang Zong’s driver, he was stunned for a moment, as if realizing something, he sat up from the bed in a flash.

Is someone here?!

When he arrived at the restaurant, he saw from a distance three figures leisurely sitting under a beach umbrella sipping cold colas.

Apart from the three of them, Helena and Lucinda were also there, but they were resting in the cool indoor area.

Due to a reduction in guest rooms, the two of them have already merged with Dais and Elsa, becoming roommates.

Now Dais and Elsa are taking a nap in their room. They probably finished lunch late and simply decided to rest here, avoiding disturbing others by running around.

"Chef Lin!"

Seeing him coming over, Zhang Cheng quickly stood up to greet him, and Zhao Shun along with Chen Dongliang also hurriedly got up, looking at him somewhat nervously.

"Hello, Head Chef!"

"Hello, you all. Must be tired from the long flight?"

Seeing the real person, the two were quite shocked at how young the Head Chef was.

He looked barely in his twenties?

Unlike the two who were feeling awkward, Lin Chen appeared calm and at ease, waving his hand casually.

"No need to be nervous, I’m easy to talk to. As long as there’s no mistake at work, just chatting and joking as peers is fine; our age gap isn’t big anyway."

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, Lin Chen changed his tone.

"But if I find anyone being slack in their work or cutting corners, you only get one warning. The second time, you pack up and leave."

"We’re Great Xia People, representing the image of Great Xia when we are abroad. We don’t have to bring glory, but we absolutely can’t embarrass our country, got it!"

"Got—got it!!"

Zhao Shun felt a shiver in his heart, sensing an imposing aura that felt similar to his early days learning in the kitchen.

"I can endure hardship, definitely won’t embarrass our country!"

"Hmm? By your accent, Old Chen, where are you from?"

"I grew up in the North, later worked in the South for over ten years, so my accent is a bit mixed. I can’t really tell where my accent belongs now. Sometimes it’s northeastern, sometimes southern..."

Mixed dialect?

This Old Chen is quite interesting.

With his experiences, he probably has seen a lot and might turn out to be a very helpful assistant.

Lin Chen didn’t chat with them much more, raising his hand to signal them to sit down.

"That’s all for now, contact me if you need anything."

"Alright, thank you Uncle Zhang, I’ll treat you to a meal sometime."

"Sure, sure, hahaha."

With Zhang Cheng leaving, only the three of them were left on the scene.

Zhao Shun and Chen Dongliang sat slightly nervously in their seats, anxiously watching the young man in a chef’s uniform with black base and gold edges.

"Relax a bit. Since you all are here, it means you’re already hired. Don’t worry about being fired unless you make a major mistake."

Seeing their nervousness, Lin Chen felt he was looking at his younger self when he first started working.

Back then, he was the same way, unfamiliar and unable to understand the language, clearly nervous.

Upon hearing they wouldn’t be fired, the two finally relaxed completely, taking a few sips of their cold cola to calm down.

"During the interview, I only briefly asked about your experiences and specialties, but now I need to know more about the specific areas you’re good at to assign you suitable jobs."

"Our restaurant’s situation is somewhat different from what you’ve experienced before. It’s divided into two groups..."

He explained the restaurant’s current system to them and then talked about his recent endeavors.

"So, your main job is to assist me, like helping hands. When things get busy, you might also need to prepare meals on your own."

"Old Chen, you mentioned you have over a decade’s experience in restaurant work. What type of dishes specifically do you make?"

Chen Dongliang sat upright, still a bit tense, and said, "I can make various home-cooked dishes. The restaurant I previously worked at was a local eatery for neighbors, mainly dealing with cutting and preparing ingredients, occasionally helping with cooking, and before that, I worked in fast food."

"So it’s mostly prep work, right? Then your knife skills must be decent. How about you, Xiao Zhao? I remember you said you studied under Su, so why didn’t you stay with your mentor?"

"Uh..."

Zhao Shun lowered his head a bit guiltily.

"Because...because I got into a fight and was kicked out by my mentor."

A fight?

"My mom had an old leg injury, making it hard for her to walk. Once she came to see me and was insulted by a customer at the store, calling her a cripple. I lost my temper and hit him with a bottle..."

"......"

Lin Chen scratched his cheek, a bit surprised by the situation.

"Well, you’re quite the filial son. We’ll bypass this topic for now. Tell me what dishes you’re specifically good at."

"I can make most types of pastries, but they’re not very refined because my mentor said that apprentices must build a solid foundation at the beginning. We weren’t taught anything too profound, mostly just worked with dough daily."

"Like various noodles and skins for dumplings, buns, wontons, steamed buns, shumai, mooncake crusts, pastry skins, and so on..."