The next day.
M Continent Charity Dinner.
The dinner was held at a 7-star hotel owned by the Sibol family.
The banquet was at 7pm, and the kitchen started to get busy in the morning. In addition, the foreman manager called the waiters who were going to help at the banquet for training early in the morning.
The banquet was of a very high standard, with hundreds of waiters alone.
In addition to the hotel's own waiters, some off-site miscellaneous staff are also needed. The hotel usually calls people who usually do odd jobs here to replace them.
Although these off-site waiters are not important, the dinner is grand after all, and the guests attending are all celebrities from all walks of life.
The hotel will not invite ordinary people.
I’m afraid that if a guest encounters these off-site waiters and asks them a foreign question, these people won’t be able to understand, which would be too low.
So the dozens of odd jobs they recruited outside the venue were all international students from nearby universities, and they had to be people with good looks and temperament.
Of course, they paid quite a bit.
"Once the banquet begins, don't wander around. Stay at your respective spots. If you see that there is not enough cake and champagne on the table, add more."
"Also, the guests coming this time are all important people. Under the premise that they don't talk to you, no one is allowed to chat with them in any form. Do you understand?"
The foreman started gathering a large group of people to discuss rules at eight in the morning. Almost two hours had passed, and he was still sternly admonishing the 180 or so people present.
There was an inconspicuous oriental mixed-race man standing in the corner of the third row. Under the foreman's searchlight-like gaze, he replied inconspicuously, "Understood."
Judging from her appearance, she is very serious and seems to be very obedient.
However, if you listen carefully to the "I understand" in her words, you can detect a bit of rebelliousness and laziness, which cannot suppress the untamed nature in her bones.
However, no one would pay attention to an inconspicuous field worker, and no one would discover that a short field worker has a pair of wolf cub-like eyes.
The foreman went through seven or eight complicated rules, and as it was almost noon, he finally clapped his hands and let everyone go.
"Okay, go and help."
“Huh~”
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of relief on their faces, and prepared to disperse.
at this time.
The foreman, who was about to leave, called two people at random: "You, you. The two of you come with me. The kitchen is short of someone to wash the vegetables."
Qiao Nian's eyes fixed, and she saw the finger pointing at her without surprise. She raised her hand and touched her nose, speechless.
The other person who was called couldn't help but complain: "Tsk, what bad luck!"
He glanced at the unlucky guy like himself. He was wearing black-framed glasses to cover his eyes. He could tell that he had good-looking features and a decent temperament, but he didn't like to dress up and looked a bit nerdy. In short, he was not very noticeable. Otherwise, he wouldn't have noticed the girl who had been standing next to him for a long time.
He vaguely saw a pair of dark brown eyes under the girl's thick glasses, but he couldn't see clearly because they were blocked by her eyelashes.
Mixed race
He looked at the other person's skin and hair color critically again, and felt a little disappointed to find that he was a mixed-race person with an oriental face.
In continent M, people with Asian faces are not looked up to.
The locals do not exclude these yellow-skinned and black-haired people, but they do not like them very much. They always think that these people are inherently inferior, that is, they are not as tall and smart as the white-skinned people.
(End of this chapter)