At around 8 o'clock in the morning, Anbu's anger value suddenly increased by 75 points. It is no need to guess that the drunk man escaped successfully.
Anbu was in a good mood. While listening to music, he carved flowers with vegetables and fruits. After the carvings were finished, he placed them on plates and took pictures, uploaded them to Facebook, and threw them into the juicer without mercy.
An Bu's current Facebook is re-applied after having this identity. Every day, she uploads some photos of handicrafts, mainly vegetable and fruit carvings, and occasionally pottery, fabric, weaving, etc., all of which she has learned over the years. Yes It is very effective for exercising finger dexterity and creative thinking.
There are a lot of similar pictures stored in her USB flash drive. From the horrible ones at the beginning to the exquisite and detailed ones later, she spent several times more time than ordinary people, and every time she hurts her finger, it will increase 1-5 points. Death value. But after you finish your studies, as long as you publish your works on public platforms, you can accumulate popularity and increase your vitality.
There are several ways Anbu has summed up to increase the value of anger. The first is the simplest. Living in a popular place, you don’t need to do anything, and you can increase the value of anger by 1-20 points every day; the second is health. Diet; the third type is proper exercise; the fourth type is to participate in popular causes; the fifth type is to help dying people escape death; the sixth type is disaster relief or charity.
The first three are daily tasks, and the qi points obtained are very small, which can only ensure the balance of income and expenditure. After all, hunger, laziness, poisoning, staying away from the crowd, etc. will all reduce the qi value. The latter three have relatively large development space, but they are more difficult to operate and require opportunities.
Just as he was thinking, the phone on the sofa rang suddenly. An Bu drank the squeezed vegetable juice in one gulp, then picked up the phone: "Hi, hello."
"Step by step, help the Jianghu!" A beautiful female voice came from the other end, with a somewhat pitiful taste. She is a friend An Bu made a year ago, named Xin Yan, with a cheerful personality and no scheming.
"What's the matter?" An Bu asked while clearing the table.
"Can you take over for me today? My boyfriend is going back to China today, and I want to pick him up."
"No problem, what time? Have you spoken to your foreman?"
"I'll go and tell the foreman later, you just need to arrive before 11 o'clock." Xin Yan said excitedly, "Thank you, Bubu, I knew you were the best!"
"Of course, I'm a good friend of the people." An Bu commented realistically.
"Hahaha, yes. Then please, Bubu, come back and treat you to a big meal~~"
Hang up the phone, Anbu check the time on the phone, 10:05, ready to go out.
Xin Yan works as a waiter in a restaurant named "Caris". The restaurant is only seven or eight hundred meters away from the community where Anbu is located, and it takes a few minutes to walk there.
It's not the first time that An Bu has helped Xin Yan to replace Xin Yan. He also knew the restaurant foreman. After saying hello, he went directly into the staff room, changed into his uniform, and prepared to start work.
"Sell it all! Yes, immediately. Also, do a short-term market review..."
A man walked into the restaurant, made a phone call with a persistent expression, and walked towards a seat in the corner. He is nearly 190 centimeters tall, with dark brown hair slightly disheveled, blue eyes with a bit of inhuman coldness, slender legs, and big strides. It was a heat wave, and the temperature around it rose a little bit. The outstanding appearance and condition attracted the attention of many people.
After taking his seat, the man hung up the phone, put the notebook on the table, turned on the screen, and quickly tapped on the black keyboard with ten bony fingers.
"Sir, what do you need?" An stepped forward and asked politely.
The man didn't raise his head: "No. 3 steak set meal."
"Okay, please wait a moment." An Bu turned and left.
Just after walking four or five meters away, the man suddenly raised his head and looked at her back strangely, his eyes showing some doubts.
Anbu entered the food needed by this guest into the ordering system in his hand, and then continued to serve other guests. When the food is ready, the ordering system will remind her to deliver the food. When the final settlement is made, the number of guests she serves, the positive rating, and the bonus and tip are directly linked.
At this time, there was a Didi notification sound from the ordering system, and Anbu was about to go to the delivery window to pick up the customer's food. A handsome waitress came over and said earnestly: "Anbu, can the guests at table 9 come?" Can't you give it to me? I'll change the order with you."
"Okay, you go." An Bu exchanged an order with her without the slightest hesitation. The other party gave me the guest at table 18, a rich and fat old man, and the guest at table 9 was a handsome elite man.
Anbu habitually remembers everyone he has met, and he can describe the seats, number of people and appearance characteristics of all the guests in the restaurant without deliberately looking at them. The guest at table 9 whom she served just now impressed her the most, not because of his appearance, but because of his exuberant vitality.
"Thank you." The waitress warmly hugged Anbu, then straightened her clothes, carried the dinner plate, and walked towards table No. 9 with graceful steps.
Her name is "Zenia". She is an unmarriage advocate, but she is open-minded and often looks for a partner for one, night and love in restaurants or bars.
Anbu declined to comment on this, after all, everyone has their own way of life.
"Sir, this is the No. 3 steak set you ordered." Zenia elegantly placed the plates on the table one by one, leaning forward slightly, her cleavage looming under her half-opened shirt.
Jian Ningxuan's attention was all on his notebook, completely unaware that a stunner was firing at him.
Zenia's cheeks were flushed, her heart was beating faster, and her body was a little hot. She scanned the man's whole body with fiery eyes, and the more she looked, the more satisfied she became.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Zenia took the opportunity of pouring water and deliberately spilled water on the man's keyboard.
"Oh!" She clutched her chest and looked at the man in panic, "Sir, I'm very sorry!"
Jian Ningxuan closed the notebook with a "snap", and glanced at her sharply.
Zenia's face froze. She didn't know if the air conditioner was broken or she was too nervous. She always felt that the temperature around her had suddenly increased, and she was sweating profusely on her forehead.
"Sir, I apologize again to you." Zenia bowed, and continued to hook up without giving up, not noticing that her expression was a little unnatural, "If I cause you any losses, I am willing to compensate, this is mine You can call me anytime."
With that said, he gently placed the card he had prepared on the table and pushed it in the direction of the man.
Jian Ningxuan turned a blind eye, took out his credit card, quickly swiped it in the automatic payment machine, then stood up, took a notebook and strode out of the restaurant, and immediately decided not to come to this restaurant again.
Zenia stood there dumbfounded, staring blankly at the man's back, her face turning red and then pale.
When he was about to walk out of the restaurant, he happened to pass by Anbu, and Jian Ningxuan felt a cool breath passing by his side. He paused and turned to look at Anbu.
The back is very familiar, it is the waiter who helped him order at the beginning.
Jian Ningxuan was about to stop the other party when the phone in his pocket rang suddenly. He picked up the phone and listened for a while, frowning slightly, stopped paying attention to the waiter, turned and walked out of the restaurant.
When he came to the parking lot, Jian Ningxuan took off the hard drive chip from the notebook, and threw the notebook into the trash can without hesitation. This custom-made machine is worth more than 300,000 yuan, waterproof and shockproof, with high-end configuration, and it was thrown away just because of a few drops of water...
At this moment in the restaurant, Anbu saw that the food at table No. 9 was intact, and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"
Zenia bit her lip, and while clearing the table, said angrily, "That man is so stingy, I just accidentally spilled water on his notebook, and he just checked out and left. His notebook looks like High-end goods, absolutely waterproof, I sincerely apologize, but he doesn't give any face."
Anbu just smiled and didn't speak. What can she say? Is it regretful that she missed a chance to have an affair, or encourage her to make persistent efforts to find prey again, or congratulate the guest for escaping
"Sure enough, you can't just look at a man's appearance." Zenia was still complaining, "That man is so indifferent to women, I guess he either has a problem with his character or is gay..."
Anbu didn't continue listening, and turned to greet other guests.
When he came to the delivery window, An Bu saw a waiter dancing and saying something to another waiter.
"Miss Wang, please, can you change the order with me?" The short-haired waiter put his hands together and asked, "There are two people from country Y at table 24. I heard that you can speak Y language. Can you please serve those two people?" guest?"
The waiter called "Sister Wang" said: "Although I can speak Y language, but I am not proficient, I am afraid I can't help you."
This restaurant was originally equipped with a translation supervisor, but it happened to be absent today, and there were relatively few foreign guests. Even if there were, most of them were from E country. The waiters could speak E language more or less, but Y language was rare.
The short-haired waiter said anxiously: "It doesn't matter if you are not proficient, as long as you know the daily language of the restaurant."
"Sorry." Sister Wang refused again, "I can't help you."
Zenia just came over at this time, and said sarcastically: "I usually see you exaggerating your foreign language proficiency, but you will be discouraged when things come to an end."
Sister Wang snorted coldly, didn't say much, and went about her business on her own.
Zenia gave her a disdainful glance, then moved closer to the short-haired waiter, and asked softly, "Are those two people from country Y handsome? If they are handsome, my sister will help you."
The short-haired waiter asked in a low voice: "Do you speak Y language? They don't speak Mandarin and E language very well, and they have a lot of questions..."
"Just tell me, handsome or not?"
"No...how handsome."
Zenia made a cut, waved her hand and walked away.
Waiter with short hair: (Q＿Q) Can I have a little love from my colleagues...
"Xiao Jiu." An Bu came over, "I'll change it with you."
Xiao Jiu looked at An Bu tearfully, as if looking at the savior.
Anbu patted her head with a smile, and exchanged guests at table 24 with her.
Xiaojiu was worried, and secretly kept an eye on Anbu's communication with people from Country Y. If something went wrong, she must not let her alone take the blame. Five minutes later, Xiao Jiu was surprised to find that An Bu spoke Y very fluently, and her eloquence was excellent. Seeing the happy expression of the guest was enough to explain everything.
When An Bu came back with a 3W order, Xiao Jiu's admiration for her immediately rose to the level of a fan girl!
The author has something to say: The technology of this fictional age is a little higher than modern times, but not too much higher.