C9 (1/2)

In a blink of an eye, six years had passed. The Pang Family Village had changed a lot, the original dirt road had become a cement road, the small mountain village had also gradually become a city, and beautiful residential districts had sprung up one after another like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Pang Jing married three years ago. Following that, Pang Yuan and her husband Wang Chao also bought a new house in the city, and brought their son, who was a full three year old, with them. The only ones left in the old house were Pang Pa, Pang Ma, Pang Xia and his two sons. Back then, had no choice but to give up his studies in order to give birth to Pang Qingqing and Pang Long. In order to lighten the burden on his parents, the moment his child reached the age of one, Pang Xia went to the city to find a job. Pang's Mother often said that during this time of hunger, a craftsman could not be killed, so Pang Xia had learned how to roast cakes and confections from an old master and worked hard outside for three years. Last year, they opened the first five-star hotel in town, called the Xing Zhou Hotel. Pang Xia was hired to be a pastry chef in the hotel, and only then did he end his days of living apart from his children. However, he still had to ride on the electric bike for half an hour to get off work everyday, no matter if it was rain or shine.

He never thought that the joke he made back then would actually become a reality today. Although he was unable to open his own shop, but because of his studies, Pang Xia almost vomited when he tried the cake he made.

Pang Xia's work could not be considered to be very busy, it was just that he had a few holidays, and only had one day of work each week. He had to get to the morning shift, and the entire class would take turns doing so, and the morning shift was fine, but when they saw the night shift, they practically did not have time to interact with the children.

Today was Pang Xia's last night shift, and should have been until midnight when he returned home. It was just that in the afternoon, the logistics manager suddenly spoke out, and other than the cleaning staff, everyone else was on break.

”Speaking of which, what exactly is going on? Why are you being so cautious?” You didn't see that, today, all the plants and flowers in the hotel were moved out and completely replaced with new ones. A large number of managers were walking around the hall, looking like there's no place for a fly to hide! ” In the locker room, the normally gossipy side host Zhang Yueyue stood on the side shaking his head.

”Hey, could it be that the Board of Health is here to conduct an inspection?” Guo Xiaozhao, an apprentice chef # 2, quickly caught up with his.

”Probably not, I heard that the Finance Department is very busy, and the Health Bureau is also busy with logistics and services, why would they even include them? Oh right, Wang Jia, what did you hear?” The chef, Master Li, turned his head to ask a fair and clean young man in the corner. Some of the young men and women had a slightly arrogant look on their faces.

”That's right, that's right. If Wang Jia is a brother, then say it, there's a secret that I can't hide, it's too disgraceful.”

Zhang Yueyue followed Master Li and turned his head to look at Wang Jia. Wang Jia was a relative of the owner of the inn, they did not know how close he was, and there were rumors saying that he was his nephew. He was a western style pastry chef after all, he had graduated from a formal college, which made him different from that country bumpkin Pang Xia.

Hearing Zhang Yueyue's words, Wang Jia glanced at him with the whites of his eyes and snorted: ”Who is your brother? Don't even think about getting relatives.

Zhang Yueyue wanted to slap his mouth. He knew that Wang Jia was being arrogant and acting like a princess and despised them from the bottom of his heart, who were of ”non-scientific” background but didn't have any background, he still stretched his face out for someone to hit.

Helpless, he rolled his eyes. ”Damn, I am not your brother, Pang Xia is my brother!”

With that, Zhang Yueyue wrapped his arms around Pang Xia's neck, looking like a brother to him, Pang Xia helplessly looked at the shameless person before him and did not say a word.

Wang Jia looked at them and coldly snorted, ”A nest of snake rats, a bunch of villains with no morals.”

”Hey!” Wang Jia, what are you saying, are you trying to find a beating... ”

Zhang Yueyue was unhappy, he raised his sleeves and was about to go over when Pang Xia quickly pulled him back: ”What are you doing, why are you going home after work?”

Zhang Yueyue was a soft persimmon, to the point that he would go soft when he was scared, yet he liked to provoke others. Furthermore, regardless of whether he was beaten up or not, he would go and sue the manager afterwards.