章節 76: Chapter 76: Embarrassment
Their brief conversation made Boss Zhang standing at the section and couldn't help but glance.
When Xia Yuxi turned her back and planned to continue her work, Boss Zhang called her over.
"Xiao Xi. Are you satisfied with your current job?"
She don't know why the Boss Zhang always asked such words. After Xia Yuxi retrieved her mind, she answered, "Satisfied! Are you dissatisfied with my work?"
"Oh! No," the man said quickly, shaking his hands.
Instead, he felt such a pity for Xia Yuxi. In fact, this idea had already sprung up when he entered the door, so Boss Zhang smiled and patted Xia Yuxi's shoulder and said, "I think you can try it as a supervisor, but if you're waiter everyday, it will bury your ability."
After he said it, he slightly straightened his chest, waiting for Xia Yuxi's words of gratitude.
But the woman infront of him slightly stunned, "Boss Zhang, I don't want to."
"Not willing?"
This answer was totally unexpected to Boss Zhang. The supervisor's salary is higher than the waiter, and the waiter is higher than the cleaner. No matter who looks at the money or the nature of the job, no one will refuse it, right? "Why?" The man asked in surprise.
Xia Yuxi bowed her head and thought about the reasons why she couldn't, then said sorry, "Actually I'm satisfied now, I know you treat me very well, but I..."
"Oh..!" Boss Zhang thought he had forgotten. "I know that you have other jobs during the day, but it doesn't matter. You only work as a night shift supervisor, isn't this possible?"
There was a kind of embarrassment, but Xia Yuxi shrugged with a smile, a little shyness on her face, "This.. and Boss Zhang, if you really want to help me, can you please transfer me to the kitchen? Don't we also have Chinese food? Actually, I am better at that job than cleaning."
The next morning, Wei Zexuan arrived at his office on time at eight o'clock.
The secretary stood at her desk, reporting methodically over the course of the day. At the end, she raised her head and blinked at Wei Zexuan.
"Something?"
"Liu Zhiyan passed there last night."
Wei Zexuan slowly stood up, but heard the secretary panting again, "But you don't have to worry about it, your wife is not hurt."
The man snorted again into the leather seat. "How long haven't you received the ticket?"
The secretary pursed his lips and smiled, "President Wei, I haven't finished talking yet."
After the man shut up, she slightly lifted her body. "Your wife has stopped doing the cleaning work today."
Seeing what Wei Zexuan was thinking there, she asked lightly, "President Wei, shall I go to the personnel department to get a ticket?"
"Get out!"
"Oh!"
For a week, Wei Zexuan's "friend" did a very good job. He didn't call Xia Yuxi or appear in front of her again. They lived in their own world, but Wei Zexuan never left that person's world.
He learned everything about Xia Yuxi in this way, but he looked at it quietly, but was not close. Wei Zexuan shouted and said, "You can't give her a little salary? Give her 50,000 a month. Except for the normal salary part, let me take out!"
What this said was as if President Yin had meaned his employees, so the two had a big fight in the office, and Wei Zexuan lost to Yin Mojun.
He said: Xia Yuxi wants self-reliance and respect. Isn't giving her money to hit her now? As for your emotional intelligence, if you are not rich, you will be a bachelor for a lifetime!
Even though he was upset, he still held back. What the secretary brought was undoubtedly good news, at least to relieve Wei Zexuan's heart.
But Liu Zhiyan.. Wei Zexuan was sitting at his desk and tapping the pen in his hand, and his heart began to get irritated again. He didn't know that the two women could met again because of something, but it was definitely not a good thing.
He believed that Xia Yuxi would not do anything, but once Liu Zhiyan found her, something might happen. This sense of anxiety kept Wei Zexuan for a day. At 5:30 in the afternoon, the bell just rang. He quickly finishing the job on hand and leaving the company immediately.
There's a street next to the railway station, because of too many pedestrians, fast food restaurants and small hotels were opened on both sides of the road and bustling people hanging outside the shop, very prosperous Indeed.
Wei Zexuan knew that his car was too dazzling, so he stopped in a very inconspicuous alley, and then slowly walked to the door of the fast food restaurant. He looked through the glass window to see a small crowd inside, thinking to himself : Are there too many guests? Is Xia Yuxi busy here?
"Welcome!"
Wei Zexuan has never been in such a complicated place. As soon as he entered the door, he was unaccustomed to cover his nose with his hands. In this field of vision, there were people with luggage, one by one, looking like a dusty servant, his face was full exhausted. There were even a few migrant workers sitting here. He frowned, and sat down in a hidden corner. Soon a waiter with a pen cap in her mouth came over, "What do you want, sir?"
"Uh..." Wei Zexuan looked down and saw that there were no menus. Then he remembered that ordinary restaurants all people looked at the signboard above the cashier's counter.
He looked up from the desk not far away, and the waiter standing infront of him was surprised.
"Mr..!" Wei Zexuan was taken aback by this sudden sound. He asked strangely, "Is there anything nice to eat?"
"Oh..! No..! We just have a new chef and the cooking is very good. Today's guests generally order her main course. Would you like a portion?"
Wei Zexuan knew the "chef" in her mouth, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction on her face, as if the she intentionally bullied his wife, but why did Wei Zexuan come here?
"What is her best cooking?"
The waiter said proudly, "Shrimp fried rice."
Hearing the name of the dish, Wei Zexuan felt a pain. Because he remembered the scene of Xia Yuxi sitting at the dinner table and helping himself to shrimp.
She should have cooked this dish for one person all her life, but now she serves the flowing guests. Is it because she hates this dish? Or is Xia Yuxi still hating him?
"Sir! Would you like this?"
Wei Zexuan then pulled back his thoughts, "Okay, give me a set."
Xia Yuxi has always been cooking fast, and soon a plate of shrimp fried rice was brought to the table. The plates were old and cracked, and the chopsticks were taken out of the disinfection cabinet, but there were still wet stains on them.
Wei Zexuan was picky about everything, but he was moved by the fried rice in the plate.
He knew that as a chef, Xia Yuxi cooked for him and made the same food for other customers in the restaurant, but he couldn't help being excited. For a long time, he could eat the food made by Xia Yuxi again, and there was a kind of happiness in his heart.
He shook the water on the chopsticks and delivered a mouthful of fried rice to his mouth, and then the feeling became stronger, 'Xia Yuxi made it, and her taste has never changed in the past two years. As if a mouthful of rice pulled him back to those two years. Wei Zexuan was surprised to find that their past has not been forgotten, but because of his original hatred, he remembered it with exceptional clarity. Therefore, Wei Zexuan felt very satisfied at this moment, even if he sat in the crowd as an ordinary diner, it was like heaven to him.
Suddenly, a conversation passed into Wei Zexuan's ears, probably somewhere behind him.
The waiter's recommended, "Sir, would you like a shrimp fried rice? We sell the best today."
"Oh! Okay!"
Wei Zexuan stood up and turned his head back, he said to the waiter with slight anger on his face, "Come, first look at my plate of shrimp fried rice?"
The waiter took a look at Wei Zexuan, who was looking badly, "What's wrong, Mr.?"
"Shrimp is not fresh. Is it a dead shrimp? Will it make you sick if you eat this kind of thing?"
After Wei Zexuan said, the waiter's face was all green, "Sir, we are using fresh shrimp, and you are not responsible for talking like this."
"Really? Hmm..." Wei Zexuan sneered, turning his head.
Then, he heard the customer behind him say with satisfaction, "Um... do you have any other dishes, let me change one."
Wei Zexuan never thought that he would be jealous of a plate of shrimp fried rice, but he did.
The waiter who took the order didn't say much, walk past his table and whispered angrily. Wei Zexuan's face was not red or white, and he even took the President's elegance. Quietly eating the rice in his mouth. "You stand still."
When the two were about to pass, Wei Zexuan suddenly called the waiter.
The waiter took the order book in his hands and put it on his desk. "Sir, if you think there is really something wrong with this shrimp, we can give you a free order, but can you speak carefully?"
Wei Zexuan glanced, and the cold light gathered in his eyes swept across the person's face, and the waiter's face turned white instantly.
"Sir, I mean ..."
"I want another shrimp fried rice."
Grunting, the waiter swallowed, and raised his hand to touch the sweat from his forehead. As a waiter, you can really meet any kind of guests. A person who suspects that the dishes are too bad can order another one, and this guest is posing with a cold face and joking with him?
Was she almost scared to pee that second?
"Are... another one?"
"Ok. "
The waiter nodded frequently, then touched his own order and ran straight to the back kitchen.
As soon as the curtains of "Idle Man Free Entry" were pressed, the waiter suddenly leaned his body against the white steel cabinet.
Xia Yuxi, holding the scoop in her hand, asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Some customers are embarrassing you?"
"Distress? It's just a face of Yan Wang!" The waiter couldn't help but think of Wei Zexuan's attitude just now. "Xiao Xi, how can you say that there is such a person! Where do we eat?"
Xia Yuxi smiled, "Because you said, I really hate it!"
"What does it sound like? It's annoying!" The waiter drummed the cheeks and hung the meal from the nails on Xia Yuxi's cooktop. "And this nasty person ordered your shrimp fried rice again. Are you not tired! "
The waiter walked out of the curtain and Xia Yuxi smiled and glanced at the menu. Seat 27 in the southeast corner. It had a pretty smart man sitting there, thinking about what the waiter had just said was very interesting. Could not help, she added an extra spoon of shrimp to the 27th gentleman, as her feedback on her dishes!
Not long after, the waiter brought the additional plate of shrimp fried rice to Wei Zexuan's table. She was planning to leave as soon as she put it down, because she was really unwilling to get in touch with such a petty guest.
Unexpectedly, Wei Zexuan stopped her again.
"With labor..." The waiter stood still, somewhat with an unnatural expression on her face. "Sir, are you dissatisfied? Our chef has given you more!"
"Do you have a membership card here?"
"Well?" The waiter was stunned, and thoughts, 'What big garlic cloak! This is a fast food restaurant in a train station. The customers are all passers-by, let alone members, are there few repeat customers? This forced him to wear everything, when he was a frequent visitor to high-end restaurants?'
"Sorry not, Sir." said the waiter, rolling his eyes.
"Um... Can I pay by card or check?"
The waiter uttered a cry in her heart and said, "Sir, you have no cash? POS machines are deducted for handling fees. The profit from selling a plate of rice is not enough to deduct handling fees. If you have check, it is estimated our boss, I even hasn't seen him, but we have either WeChat or Alipay. If it doesn't work, you can also call a friend to send you cash."
Are you still cleared with yourself? Can't even afford to eat.
Wei Zexuan lowered his eyebrows as he lowered his head, "Then WeChat!
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