But for Hayden, who had not cooked for several days, the rare opportunity to show off his cooking skills should not be wasted, especially when he could hear compliments on his cooking skills coming from Clence's mouth. Although he believes that his employees' cooking skills have improved very quickly, Hayden always thinks that Krens's cooking skills are still a little behind his own, well, just a little bit behind.
Krens immediately stood up and responded to Mr. Hayden with a dry smile: "It's an honor for Mr. Hayden to continue to be your employee." He temporarily suppressed the questions in his heart and did not ask them immediately, because Mr. Hayden There is a rule that so-called gentlemen should not use too much brain to think or answer questions while enjoying delicious food, because this is disrespectful to the food, and all questions should be asked later.
"As an employee, I think what you need to do immediately is to clean the table and then enjoy the delicious food prepared by your employer," Hayden ordered to Krens with a smile.
"Well, you have really become lazy, and besides, I seem to be a wounded person." Clence, who muttered a few words in his mind, immediately followed Mr. Hayden's instructions and neatly cleared the table.
Watching Mr. Hayden once again demonstrate his cooking skills with shriveled bread and tasteless vegetable soup, Krens endured his true thoughts and couldn't help but praise his employer's cooking skills, but this time In my heart, I couldn't help but complain to Hayden several times, "Is your sense of taste malfunctioning? I feel like what I'm drinking is not soup but a sticky liquid. Why is this bread so hard?" How long has it been there..."
After finishing all the fried bread and vegetable soup, Cronston suddenly felt that life was really beautiful. In such a beautiful life, although he didn't know how long he would stay here, he would do his best not to Give Mr. Hayden a chance to show off his cooking skills.
Krens cleared the dining table and walked towards Mr. Hayden who was lying on the easy chair with heavy steps. At this moment, the questions in his heart forced him to know the answer to all this, "Why should you save yourself, and what are you doing?" Who is he?" Just as Kerens was about to ask the other party.
boom!
"Something's happened, Hayden, you must help me."
The door of the pocket watch shop was pushed open roughly, but this time it seemed to be stronger.
The person who came was none other than Al, who Krens thought was very rude, but this time he actually called Mr. Hayden by his first name, without even Mr. He sometimes wondered how the other person became the director, except for the other person. I have some strength, but I really lack the brains of a superior. For example, every time I have a problem, I don't want to solve it myself, but I come here to complain.
"Al, if you don't explain why, I will tell you that you almost died on a woman's belly." Hayden, who was disturbed by Al again, had a rare look of anger on his face this time. His eyes did not look at Al, but at his own shop door. Under Al's power, the poor wooden door of the pocket watch shop was actually separated from its door frame.
Seeing this scene, Kerens was secretly laughing in his heart, and began to worry about this rude director. He wondered if his wallet was fat enough to satisfy his greedy employer, but it only made him more satisfied. What I am curious about is the director's embarrassing story, it must be a wonderful thing.
"Ahem", Al, who was a little frightened by Hayden's threat, coughed twice. Following Hayden's eyes, he saw the wooden door that he had destroyed. He laughed awkwardly, looking a little confused. He felt so guilty that he did not dare to look directly at the angry Hayden.
"I think we can talk about compensation, my friend," Hayden claimed to Al with an angry look on his face, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be waving to him with gold coins.
"Compensation", listening to the word "compensation" spoken by Hayden, Al instantly felt that this was the scariest word he had ever heard in his life. It meant that he would lose a lot of gold coins in his wallet, which meant that he might I haven't been able to enjoy a good drink for a while.
Al, who was shocked by Hayden, suddenly remembered that he still had something important to do. He explained to Hayden with a flattering look: "This is just an accident. I think I can explain it. My friend Hayden, I want us to It's not time to spend your important time on your door, but on more important things."
"No, I think my door is more important. It's worth 5 milliliters," Hayden said seriously, with a persistent look on his face, as if he had no intention of listening to Al's matter.
"5 Miles," Al, who exclaimed, thought in his mind, "Hayden, you are really a businessman who knows how to do business, but after all, I am also a director, so you are not afraid that I will arrest you and give you "Put a charge on him", but realizing the other party's unusual power, he quickly put this dangerous idea behind him. Director Al, who was blackmailed, gritted his teeth and nodded and agreed to Hayden's "claim".
Hayden, who was very satisfied with Al's knowledge, immediately glanced at him with a smile, seemingly praising Al for his good deeds, and then put the newspaper in his hand aside and looked at Krens who was eating melon. He told him to prepare a cup of coffee, and then he planned to listen to the poor director's request with interest.
"Mr. Hayden, have you read today's newspaper? Five street girls died in a rental house last night." However, Director Al paused when he said this, and swallowed at his Adam's apple. , the expression on his face suddenly became tense, and then he lowered his voice and continued: "The bodies of these five street girls are naked, and their bodies are full of bruises that go deep into the bone marrow. Their blood will cover the rented building." The house turned red like a slaughterhouse, and the owner of the rental house was immediately frightened and went crazy, and was sent to a mental hospital."
Hayden nodded as he listened to Al's narration, thinking to himself that it seemed a little more bloody than what he heard in today's newspaper. Then he waved his hand to the nervous Al and said, "You know Yes, I am just an ordinary person, or just a gourmet. I think you should tell the old priest at the Holy Light Church about this kind of thing, I think he will be happy to help you."
Hearing Hayden's excuse, Al's nervous face suddenly became even more ugly. Without caring about his own image, he took a step forward and held Hayden's hand tightly, and then looked into Hayden's pleading eyes. There was actually a trace of tears, yes, just a trace. If the police officers in Al were allowed to see that their usually rough director actually had such a side, the expressions on their faces would probably be worse than what they had heard. The war with the Surant United Empire in the south has already begun, which is even more exciting.
The moment he was held by Al's hard hand, especially when the other person looked at him with a look that made him extremely sick, Hayden immediately felt goosebumps rising on his body, and a strong feeling of disgust arose spontaneously. , actually made him forget to hide his ability, and the held palm was instantly wrapped by the water element. Al, who was about to continue asking Hayden for help, had never expected such a scene at this moment, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes. .
The palm wrapped in the water element broke away from Al's rough hand. Hayden glared at Al fiercely with his blue eyes, and said angrily, suppressing the nausea that made him wash his hands immediately, " "Get lost", with a wave of his hand, a water curtain formed along with the water element sent the frightened Al flying out, leaving the pocket watch shop with only one door completely missing. .
After hearing the huge noise, Kerens hurriedly ran out of the kitchen on one side, still holding the freshly brewed coffee in his hand. He looked at Mr. Hayden, who had a disgusted look on his face and was wiping his palms with a handkerchief, and the lying figure. Al groaned at the door and thought with confusion, "Did I miss something? I should have known better than to make coffee."
Hayden, who was still a little angry, took a cup of black coffee that had just been brewed without any sugar from Krens's hand, and drank it in one gulp before Krens could even think of reminding him. Lance had a wry smile on his face.