Even though she was just a lowly waitress, she still had a professional deanor, especially the kind of professionalism that was expected at Tong Mama's Private Restaurant—treating all guests equally.
Therefore, in the face of such an "unreasonably demanding" Mr. Luo, the maid thought: Hopefully, her bonus won't be docked this ti, right? It's been a long ti since the restaurant encountered a custor this dense!
The salary at Tong Mama's Private Kitchen was quite high, with monthly wages of over ten thousand, various internal benefits, holiday health supplents, and two dostic and overseas trips each year.
Even if she didn't go herself, she could give the trips to her family.
No need to endure wind and rain, or deferentially cater to custors. If the service was good, there might even be tips specifically given by custors. Many who knew about it were scrambling to co.
With such good benefits, naturally, the requirents were high too. The educational background was just one aspect; height and appearance were a must, there couldn't be any body odor, and the voice had to be pleasant.
Besides strict requirents, one also had to pass their training tests 123; only after passing all of them could one officially start working.
After all, the guests who ca here were mostly dignitaries and wealthy individuals. Without sharp eyes and wits, any commotion could be troubleso.
Just as she bowed her head, silent as Mr. Luo fud, a woman dressed in white with intertwined cloud patterns appeared, with a similar cloud-patterned jade pendant at her waist, inscribed with the words: 'Head Waitress'.
With willow eyebrows and almond eyes, moving gracefully, smiling before she spoke, undoubtedly a stunning beauty.
She was none other than the famous head waitress "Sister Lian" at Tong Mama's Private Kitchen, articulate, adaptable, managing the restaurant's custor disputes with ease.
"Oh my, what's wrong with this guest? Why such anger? Is it that our girls didn't serve properly? Don't rush, take it slow, such a pretty girl, how heart-wrenching if she suffers. You wouldn't want that, right?" Sister Lian smiled, giving Mr. Luo a wink.
Of course, she didn't forget to signal to the maid, asking her what exactly happened.
Being professionally trained, the maid took a small step and quietly explained in the briefest terms.
Sister Lian gestured for her to stay calm.
The maid replied with a gesture: OK.
This Sister Lian was much prettier than the minor celebrity Qian Lele, possessing a mature charm that Qian Lele lacked, and could easily beco a major star.
Of course, she wasn't interested in that.
Mr. Luo was visiting Tong Mama's Private Kitchen for the first ti, so naturally, he was unaware of these details. Suddenly finding such a pretty woman speaking to him kindly, his anger sowhat subsided, even stealing a couple of glances at her.
Tsk tsk tsk... this little restaurant really was full of beauties, no wonder the guy wouldn't lend him the mbership card for so long. This woman was prettier than anyone he had been with before, if only he could get her in bed...
Mr. Luo's gaze was lewd, as if he wished to strip her clothing imdiately.
Sister Lian wasn't seeing this kind of look for the first ti; only first-ti patrons exposed such blatant gazes. Look, she endured it, but if anyone dared to lay a finger on her, well...
Sister Lian would definitely show him why a flower was so red.
"Hmph! Your staff is so inconsiderate, I clearly arrived first, but my spot was given to soone else, and I was told to co back next ti, how could I not be angry?" Mr. Luo suppressed his anger and said.
"May I ask your surna?" Sister Lian smiled and said.
"Luo, without the courtesy," Mr. Luo lifted his chin proudly, indicating he was the chairman of Luo Group.
"Oh, so it's Mr. Luo, may I see your mbership card?" Sister Lian smiled, "Rest assured, if our girls were wrong, we wouldn't turn a blind eye. As for who ca first, a quick check of the records will show."
Mr. Luo handed the mbership card to Sister Lian, taking the opportunity to touch her hand: "Check as much as you want, I'm not unreasonable, just looking for so compensation, I'm very easygoing..."
Beside him, Qian Lele was a bit anxious: "It's not like that, I..." Oh no! If only the mbership card records were checked, they indeed arrived a bit earlier than Jiang, but they had left in between, so the restaurant arranged the spot for Jiang. It really wasn't Jiang's fault.
Sister Lian interrupted Qian Lele: "Miss, please don't worry, we'll have it sorted soon." To be fair, she courteously asked Jiang Nuo to provide his mbership card for checking as well.
Jiang Nuo, who was eating, seed sowhat displeased: "I'm not sure if we ca later or earlier, I only know that when we arrived, we asked for a quiet table, and then started eating. Suddenly, soone wanted us to vacate the spot. Where's the sense in that?"
"Apologies! No matter the cause, for disturbing your al, as compensation, today's bill is on the house." Sister Lian said.
"Alright, it's not like I can't pay. Here you go. Just don't pin any unnecessary charges on us." Jiang Nuo handed over his mbership card and, turning away, with a swift change of mood, gently asked his wife, "Honey, would you like so soup? This soup is good for the stomach..."
Mu Qiuniang, who had been focused on eating, nodded and obediently sipped from his hand.
Dang it! Is this getting fed a mouthful of dog food?
Sister Lian felt a little surge of emotion.
Actually, she could be considered a fan of Jiang Nuo too, having followed every TV show and movie he starred in. She even followed his variety show appearances.
However, she never acted like other fans, madly chasing after him or blocking his way at events.
She just felt that so-called big star idols were all packaged personas, and who he truly was, nobody knew. Maybe idols were ant for idolization, while the real person could destroy such fantasies.
She just didn't want to ruin her own fantasies.
She had seen the news about Jiang Nuo's marriage. As for his wife, she had no particular opinion. His wife, on her own, was indeed clean and pure, pleasant to look at.
Especially her unique temperant, not even Jiang himself could match it. Jiang's winning point was his looks.
But now, watching him, from the mont he entered the restaurant, carefully looking after his wife, the gentle look in his eyes, it was clear he genuinely loved his wife, not just putting on a show.
Suddenly, Sister Lian thought, perhaps even if this idol peeled away his star wrapping, he was still not bad. At least, he was sincerely loving soone!
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