Youthful Years

Chapter 162: The mind of the rich

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"Then who knows? We were really fine when we first went in, who knew that something was wrong when she answered the phone." Zhang Kang sighed, but was angry with others. "

"Damn! Your uncle, you are still in the mood to rhyme." Guan Xiao cursed and punched Zhang Kang with a smile.

"Back kitchen!" At this moment, the manager suddenly ran in and urged: "Continue to make the rest of the dishes in the Peony Hall, hurry up!"

"Got it," the head chef replied.

"What? Do you still?"

The manager stared at Guan Xiao, and said unhappily: "What's the request from above? Do you have any comments?"

"No, I just said casually."

The manager seemed to see that Guan Xiao was in a bad mood, and comforted: "Okay, don't complain. You used to run faster than anyone when collecting tips. Remember, we just work to make money. Do it well. It's your own business."

Guan Xiao nodded and said, "I see."

"Well! I'll be ready in a while and send it over."

Seeing the manager leave, Wu Xiu suddenly felt a bad feeling, and he quickly picked up a dish next to him and was about to leave.

"Wait! Wu Xiu, what about you!"

Sure enough, he was named.

Wu Xiu could only stop, he said, "I want to deliver food."

"You don't need to deliver that dish, take a break and deliver it to the Peony Hall later!"

"But the foreman, didn't you say that I am a newcomer and you are not allowed to use the VIP room?"

Although Wu Xiu didn't know what kind of guests were in the Peony Hall, judging from the encounters between Guan Xiao and Zhang Kang, the one named "Miao Sister" was definitely not Shan Stubble, and he naturally didn't want to go.

Guan Xiao paused and asked, "Wu Xiu, do you have any misunderstanding of the term'newcomer'? If I remember correctly, you should have been here for more than half a month?"

"—"

Wu Xiu is depressed now, so you can say anything.

At this time, the back chef gave out a dish of Peony Hall, and Guan Xiao urged: "Don't talk nonsense, go and deliver the food."

Although Wu Xiu was extremely reluctant, he still took the food and sent it for his own job.

He originally wanted to hand over the food to the waiter in charge of the Peony Hall and return, but what he didn't expect was that the waiter escaped far away when he saw the food brought by Wu Xiu. At the same time, the waiter made an apologetic gesture to Wu Xiu, motioning for Wu Xiu to send in by himself.

Wu Xiu was a little angry. He wanted to put the vegetables on the ground and leave directly, but he thought that Guan Xiao had said that these dishes were very expensive, and he couldn't bring them back.

"If you fight, you die, you can still eat me?"

Wu Xiu encouraged himself and pushed the door in with his teeth and vegetables.

The box had been cleaned up, and there was only a woman sitting behind the dining table.

Visually, the woman is twenty-four or five years old. She has medium and long linen hair, slightly curled ends, and delicate features. A beige V-neck half-sleeved chiffon shirt is both fashionable and beautiful, which makes people shine. She is Guan Xiao's sister Miao, Du Junmiao.

At this moment, Du Junmiao was lowering his head with a serious expression.

"Hide!" Du Junmiao said suddenly.

"what?"

Wu Xiu was stunned, not knowing what Du Junmiao meant.

"Hide!" Du Junmiao became a little impatient this time.

"Oh!"

Wu Xiu reacted now. He remembered that in the movies and TV series he had watched before, some rich people had special hobbies that were incomprehensible.

"Film and television dramas often come from life, so she likes to play the game of commander?"

Thinking about this, Wu Xiu shook his body left and right, symbolically pretending to avoid.

"Squat down!"

"Oh!" Wu Xiu squatted silently again.

"Trick!"

"Ok?"

"Take a trick!"

Wu Xiu was completely stunned, and he asked weakly, "But what is my trick..."

"Trash! Dead again."

Du Junmiao slammed it against the wall and heard a crisp sound, and there was a handheld game console lying on the carpet.

"—It turned out to be playing games." Wu Xiu was a little speechless.

"Who?"

Du Junmiao discovered Wu Xiu only then, but she was a little confused when she saw Wu Xiu squatting down at the table.

"Delivery."

Wu Xiu stood up and put the dishes on the table. He shook his hand and held it for a long time, his hand was sore.

"Didn't you say that I don't want to eat? What did you bring it to?" Du Junmiao glared at Wu Xiu, and asked, "Also, why are you squatting there with the food? Consecration?"

"—No, my legs are sore."

Wu Xiu naturally did not dare to say: I thought this was a special hobby of you rich people.

Du Junmiao seemed to be very dissatisfied with Wu Xiu's answer. She asked again: "What do you mean? This is your working attitude? Do you want to do it?"

Wu Xiu knew that he could not provoke Du Junmiao, so he had to put down the food and prepared to leave the box.

"What? Who let you go? Believe it or not, I told your manager to fire you immediately?" Du Junmiao said angrily, "Really, there are no eyesight prices for all the people in the hotel now?"

Wu Xiu suddenly regretted: Why should I try to figure out the thoughts of the rich? I clearly said that I would not deliver food to the Peony Hall. Why should I come in

Seeing Du Junmiao's anger, Wu Xiu was worried that the manager would lose his job when he came in, so he explained: "I'm sorry, but my attitude is not good. I was wrong, but I also have difficulties."

"Haha! Do you still have difficulties?" Du Junmiao said disdainfully: "Come on, tell me. If I'm not satisfied, you won't use it for work in the future."

Wu Xiu thought for a while and pinched his thigh secretly and severely.

"hiss-"

Wu Xiu took a breath of air, and it hurts too hard. He said painfully: "Actually, you don't know, I just dropped out of primary school not long ago..."

"One China?"

Du Junmiao interrupted Wu Xiu and seemed interested.

"Yeah!" Wu Xiu nodded, not forgetting to add: "Key high schools."

"Then why did you drop out of school?"

"It's hard to explain in a word!" Wu Xiu said with a sad look: "It's true that I have always been a top five student with comprehensive development in morality, intelligence, physical education, art and labor.

However, due to a poor family, I have a few half-brothers who are going to the second year of high school, and the family can't afford it. As the boss, I naturally couldn't add another burden to my family, so I went out to work.

But seeing that the school day is getting closer and closer, the tuition fees of my brothers are still at a loss. I can only do more part-time jobs in my free time.

The long-term overload of work made my physical condition go from bad to worse, and even the leaders ridiculed me and said that I was picking and picking.

But I don't care, what I care about is the job. Even if it only has a meager salary, it allows my younger brothers to go to school smoothly.

I know that I was in a bad state just now, but if you have to ask the manager to fire me, please tell him not to default on my salary, or wait for me to save enough for my brothers' tuition and first month's living expenses. Please! "