Qiao Lan did not wear a fat and big dark blue school uniform today. She was wearing the uniform of the staff of the western restaurant.
The hair is simply curled up, revealing a slender and beautiful neck line, a western-style small vest, a white single-collar shirt tucked in a short skirt, and an extrely thin waist.
She wore a pair of black leather shoes with soft soles, her calves were increasingly slender, slender, and straight. She walked around this western restaurant with a light posture, very busy but very skilled.
Tan's father really couldn't figure out what this son was thinking.
He has always liked this western restaurant, the environnt is good, the service is good, and the food tastes great.
But if Tan Mo likes it or not, he can't guess it. Seeing that Tan Mo is sitting in a wheelchair and there is no movent, his eyebrows are almost invisible. "I co here often, it's not bad, but if you don't like it, we can change it. "Father Tan said, "Or you don't want to eat western food? What do you want to eat?"
Tan Mo's gaze still fell straight on Qiao Lan's back, and briefly uttered three words.
"That's it."
Tanfu ifeng stretched out.
Tan's father ca here quite a few tis. He was a frequent visitor here, and he was generous. Most of the staff here knew him. Miss Yingbin saw Tan's father and greeted him imdiately, "Mr. Tan, please co inside."
After that, he lowered his head and glanced at the young man in a wheelchair who had followed Tan's father.
His complexion was too pale, and his hair was a bit too long. It covered his eyes and couldn't see the whole picture. In short, it was a bit weird.
But after all, the professional quality is good, Miss Yingbin still ca over with a smile, "I will push you in."
The boy's voice was cold and stern, looking at Miss Welco, who was only one ter away from him, "No need."
The smile on Miss Yingbin's face was a little stiff. Tanfu explained that his son was not used to being too close to strangers, and Miss Yingbin was busy recovering his smile.
Father Tan looked back at Tan Mo, "Let's go, you don't like noise, let's go inside."
Tan Mo turned his head, his eyes fell on the familiar back again, "You go first."
Tan's father frowned, but Tan Mo ignored him. Tan's father followed Tan Mo's line of sight. It was all the guests who ca to eat here and the waiters walking around. There was nothing special.
"Forget it," Tanfu didn't care about him, and ordered the waiter to bring him over for a while.
Qiao Lan is very busy all day today.
The business of this western restaurant is unexpectedly good. If it weren't for the previous experience of working in a western restaurant, I couldn't handle it for a while.
When the table of guests she was in charge of left, Qiao Lan finally had a mont of rest, and she sighed and squeezed her calf in a small corridor with few people.
Just before taking a minute to rest, a girl who wore the sa small suit as Qiao Lan walked straight over, pointing to the two newcors with impatience, and asked Qiao Lan to order food quickly and don't be lazy.
This girl is called ng Xue.
As soon as Qiao Lan ca today, she could feel ng Xue's hostility, her arrogant attitude, and the appearance of a person who always instructed Qiao Lan to run around.
The reason for this is not hard to guess, because ng Xue did not co last night, and Qiao Lan worked for ng Xue all night.
When she first ca in the morning, ng Xue even tricked Qiao Lan. She found out that Qiao Lan was only a freshman and deliberately sent Qiao Lan to order so foreigners.
It's just that ng Xue didn't expect that Qiao Lan, who was just a freshman, seed to have better English skills than her. After ordering the al smoothly, the few foreigners finally gave Qiao Lan a lot of tips.
ng Xuehui's intestines were green.
After that, he targeted Qiao Lan all day.
Xiaoliu, who had just greeted the guests, brought the guests in and asked her to hurry up and order food. ng Xue didn't really want to go.
The consumption level of this restaurant is very high. Most of the people who can co here to consu are rich people. After staying for a long ti, they can gradually see the economic situation of the guests from their clothes, watches, and bags.
Everyone prefers to take charge of those who are rich, because there are more orders, more commissions, and tips are not guaranteed.
Two tables of guests just ca in. One table is a gentleman surnad Tan who often cos here. Every ti he spends a lot of money, ng Xue naturally wants to go to this table. But the foreman asked her to take charge of another table. ng Xue didn't find a luxury item on that guest, so naturally she didn't want to go.
Turning around, I saw that Qiao Lan was taking a break at the small, and imdiately pushed the guest to Qiao Lan, and he wanted to take charge of Mr. Tan's ordering.
Qiao Lan glanced at ng Xue and stood up, "I see."
ng Xue smiled with satisfaction, and turned around in a good mood, but didn't want to just turn her head and hit a teenager in a wheelchair.
Qiao Lan's pupils shrank, and she rushed over in surprise, and grabbed the wheelchair. She looked at the young man who didn't know why he appeared here, and was about to ask him if there was anything wrong. ng Xue, who almost fell in fright, pushed him. Drive her, leaning to Tan Mo, "I'm sorry, sorry..."
Tan Mo pushed ng Xue abruptly, and the wheelchair backed up and hit the wall a lot.
The sudden approach of a stranger, Tan Mo's uncontrollable rejection and nausea.
ng Xue was stunned and raised her head. She was extrely disgusted with the young boy's eyes, which were as cold as her bones.
"Go away."
The feet that ng Xue wanted to step forward suddenly froze in place.
As long as he is not a fool, he can hear the irritability and disgust in Tan Mo's tone.
The other waiters passing by inevitably took another look. ng Xue's face was flushed, but she still squeezed out a smile and hurriedly left here with her head down.
Qiao Lan looked at the teenager who hadn't seen him for several days, and hesitantly stopped where he wanted to go forward.
A few days ago, Tan Mo clearly told her that he likes to be alone and he hates being approached.
But just now, because ng Xue was too close, Tan Mo's attitude made people feel scared.
Qiao Lan paused, stood two ters away from Tan Mo, and asked him softly, "Are you okay."
Tan Mo raised his head, his eyes fixed on her face.
Just now, he had watched her for a long ti, but he didn't dare to co up. He always rembered the boy who walked with Qiao Lan that day. He was afraid that Qiao Lan would ignore him and would say that he would never again. Bother him, and then pass him by pretending to be a stranger.
He couldn't understand the concern on her face, but when Qiao Lan rushed over and pulled the wheelchair away, and the phrase "Are you okay
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