The reminders had all been given.
Zhao Meng waved his big hand: "Let's go, time to work in the kitchen."
It was their turn for the night shift today.
Other than the two people from the day shift who could leave to rest, everything else remained the same.
Fu Yu followed Zhao Meng to the kitchen counter, while Yao Shi, after changing out of his personal clothes, came over specially.
Yao Shi is someone who really values quality of life.
In the back kitchen, his work clothes are always clean and tidy, crisply ironed.
Now that he's off duty, he's changed into his personal clothes.
In the hot midsummer, he wore a suit that didn't show its brand, with a barely noticeable old mechanical watch peeking out from under his French cuffs, a classic Patek Philippe model.
For someone like Fu Yu, a junior kitchen worker from a very modest background, seeing Yao Shi's outfit, he only thought it looked a bit stifling, but at least it appeared quite decent.
