Chapter 5 Wang Meiwen 02
Cai Miao said, Ai Ye, these are crispy cookies that Anjia bought especially for you. We also bought some daily necessities and clothes to change into and put them in the dormitory. Please come back. We were wrong. We were ignorant. Please don't be angry with us.
I glanced behind Cai Miao, who was acting as a lobbyist, and sure enough, there were two pairs of eyes secretly watching us.
I smiled, took the package of pancakes, and then handed the things Leng Zimo bought for me and my only possession - a laptop - to Cai Miao.
"The cakes are delicious. Please thank Anjia for me. I have always been forgetful. I don't remember anything when I wake up. The get out of class is almost over and I have to go to work part-time. Can you please help me take these things back to the dormitory?"
Cai Miao was holding a bunch of things and looked at me in surprise . He probably didn't expect that I would stop being angry so quickly.
It’s not true to say that I’m not angry at all, but no matter what, anger is harmful to your health and there’s no need to be hard on yourself.
Not long after, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.
I saw An Jia and Chen Yisan, who were sitting at the back of the classroom, pushing each other and sticking their lips at me, seemingly hesitating whether to come up and say hello.
We all care about our reputation. An Jia and the others couldn't lose face, and I didn't want to make myself look bad. I quickly packed my backpack, patted Cai Miao's shoulder gratefully, and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Please tell Chen Yishan later that I really didn't mean to do what happened yesterday. I ran into Leng Zimo by chance yesterday, and I didn't say much. I don't know how he knew that it was Chen Yishan who asked me to take over. Whether Chen Yishan believes it or not, if I really caused her to be scolded and fired, it would not do me any good. I don't need to cause trouble for myself for irrelevant things, right?"
After saying what I wanted to say, I took a breath, carried my bag and walked out of the classroom. Behind me, I heard An Jia and Chen Yisan questioning Cai Miao.
"What did she just say? Did she curse?"
"Yeah, yeah, doesn't she want come back?"
"She said she would be back. She asked us to take these things back. Anjia, she asked me to thank you for the cake. And Xiaoshan, she said that what happened yesterday, whether you believe it or not, really had nothing to do with her. I don't know why, but her reaction was so sad. It seemed like we really went too far."
As Cai Miao was speaking, his voice broke off and everyone seemed to be silent.
I stood in the corridor outside, looked up at the white ceiling, endured the soreness in my eyes, and tried hard to smile.
This is very good. Once it is talked out, everyone will be fine and can eat, drink, defecate and urinate happily.
The place where I work part-time is a relatively upscale European restaurant in the city center. Our school is really remote, so it is really difficult to find a part-time job. Although the city is far from the school, fortunately each time I only work for four hours. Twenty yuan per hour is considered a high salary, and there are many wealthy people who go there to eat, and the tips are not small. I only work four days a week, from 3 pm to 7 pm on Wednesdays and Fridays. After work, I can take the 7:30 bus back to school, and it’s only around 10 pm when I get back to the dormitory. I work full-time on weekends, from 8 am to 5 pm. The work is very easy and the salary is also considerable.
The reason why those who were recruiting part-time employees hired me was because I gave good answers to questions about foreign liquor during the interview. They could never have imagined that the girl standing in front of them, dressed simply, actually grew up holding a bottle of foreign liquor.
For the past eighteen years, I have been growing up as the daughter of a business tycoon, and these high-end wines have appeared in Ai Sheng's wine cabinet.
When I arrived at the restaurant, it was not yet three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was not yet time for me to take over my shift, so I changed my clothes and sat in the staff lounge to sleep.
When a few older sisters from my class came in, they were shocked to see the dark circles under my eyes. They probably understood how tired I was, so they kindly left the lounge where they were originally planning to eat melon seeds and chat, and closed the door for me so that I could have a good rest.
I like this part-time job, not only because of the decent salary, but also because of the friendly and lovely people here .
I was lucky today. I woke up just in time for work. Before I had been standing in the lobby for long, I was pulled to the box to help VIP guests open wine.
I understood the manager's intention. He wanted me to use my talents and sell more wine.
But I don't mind this job. The corkage fee is several times more than the average tip. The more expensive the wine, the more tips I get. As long as I can sell two bottles of expensive wine, I can live on it for a week.
I walked into the box with a few bottles of wine ordered by the guests. As soon as I opened the door, I was overwhelmed by the thick smell of cigarettes and alcohol.
In the room, men and women were laughing happily. The old man opposite me was touching the hand of the woman next to him with bad intentions. I stood there holding the wine. From this angle, I could only see the bright red blush on the charming face of the woman. The woman's face was a little childish. I estimated that she was not too old to be the man's daughter.
A bunch of pleasure-seeking scum.
I cursed in my heart, still standing aside with my head down and opening the bottle. There were several lustful men sitting in the box, and each of them had a beautiful girl sitting next to them. One of them was a middle-aged fat man with a local accent. He must have been drunk, and with a red face, he grabbed the girl next to him and kissed her.
No one present was surprised.
"Well done! I'll give you the role later." The fat man burped and laughed lewdly.
A trace of disgust flashed across the face of the girl who was kissed, but she quickly put on a seductive expression and clung to the man.
"I've heard it all. Isn't Boss Leng so generous? Let's all give a toast to Boss Leng and thank him for investing so much money in this drama."
I opened the bottle of wine in silence, picked up the hefty tip on the table, endured the nausea in my stomach, and walked out the door in silence.
Filming?
Are they from showbiz?
The fat man with big ears should be an investor. There is nothing surprising about this kind of unspoken rule between us. I just can't stand that the group of people chose the restaurant I love so much to do such a dirty thing.
I haven't mentioned the name of this restaurant, "Qingjian", but you can imagine its overall style just by hearing it. That group of people shouldn't be in such a private room and defile such pure cleanliness.
When I was going out, a thin figure bumped into me. I trembled and she gasped in pain.
"Are you okay?" I subconsciously reached out to help her.
My hand was shaken away, and the woman in the revealing red dress raised her head impatiently. When our eyes met, we were both stunned.
