Wen Jiao’ao Restaurant, the origin of this somewhat strange name is just because its hostess is called Wen Jiao.

It was already past 11 o'clock in the evening. For many people, it was already time to start going to bed, while for others, it was the beginning of the midnight venue. However, Wen Jiao'ao's location was not a dark corner in the city. Outside the restaurant, neon lights were still flashing, and passers-by slowly began to decrease a little.

There are still many guests in the restaurant, most of which are young couples who are reluctant to part at this time. They sit in their respective positions and whisper with gentle music.

Behind the bar, a woman called Wen Jiao, was about thirty years old. She was half leaning against the bar, and a small glass was placed in front of her, with half a cup of lilac liquid in it. Her fingers gently hooked the mouth of the cup, making the glass containing purple liquid turn round the bar in a round circle, and it looked very "lost like snow, drowning sorrow for wine". However, the liquid in the cup was actually just "disguised as grape juice from wine", and this "lost like snow" posture was just because "it should look very stylish."

"I'm back!" The glass sliding door of the restaurant opened, and a boy came to the bar like a wind.

Come back so soon? Wen Jiao looked at the boy in confusion and thought to herself: "Can he really escape the trick?" No matter what he thought, it would be impossible for him to come back so soon. However, during the day, the child's delivery speed was also surprisingly fast. In comparison, this time, he was actually quite slow to come back this time.

In such a city full of steel buildings, if you can come and go so quickly, you probably have to fly? But if such a young child really knows the escape method of flying in the sky, it would be a bit incredible, let alone...

I couldn't help but remember the scene when I opened the door in the morning and was shocked by him who fell to the ground and crawled towards me.

If this child is so powerful, how could he die of hunger in front of his store?

The boy lifted his hands and two well-packaged food boxes were put back to the bar.

Wen Jiao raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the boy... No one was found? Was he tricked by someone who pretended to order food?

The boy touched his head: "That... I'm going to wash the dishes!" He rushed to the back door in shame.

What to do? The hostess in the restaurant was even more confused. However, as an elegant and stylish woman, she was not in a hurry to catch the boy out and ask. Anyway, spring is always coming, and the sky will always be bright. There are only eight or nine out of ten things that are not satisfactory in life, and nothing has to be rushed.

Alas, my sad look is really tasteful and stylish!

At this moment, the phone next to it rang gently. The hostess of the restaurant picked up the phone in an elegant and sad posture full of the perception of spring flowers and autumn moon: "Hello, this is Wen Jiaoao Restaurant! Do you want to order a meal or... complain? What are you dissatisfied with our service... step on, step on your face? Wait a minute, you are sure that it was our takeaway waiter who stepped on your face? But how could he step on your face? Are you lying on the ground... he fell from the sky? Ah... well... I know... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this is our work mistake, I will definitely teach him a good lesson... I know... I know... I'm sorry..."

After hanging up the phone, the woman who called Wen Jiao was still a little confused. However, before she could think about the other party’s complaint, the ordering phone that had just been put down immediately rang again.

She looked at the two food boxes on the bar and had an ominous premonition, but she still answered the phone first.

"May I ask... you also complain? Step on... Step on the face? Wait a minute, someone has already complained... He stepped on two at once? Are you saying he stepped on you two at once... He stepped on two at once? No, no, I'm not proud of him... Don't be angry, don't be angry, I apologize to you, I will definitely criticize him, I will definitely criticize him fiercely... Hey, don't be stubborn, I will definitely criticize him..."

Wen Jiao looked at the phone blankly, and the other party hung up the phone angrily.

Calm, calm down, don’t be angry! Being angry will destroy my elegant style. Alas, when will the spring flowers and autumn moon come, how many past things have been known, and there are almost 10 things that are not satisfactory in life. There is nothing to be angry about. My hometown is still traveling in the bright moon, just like a river of spring water leaving his mother...

Women try hard to calm themselves down... don't be angry, pay attention to their image, pay attention to their image...

The next moment, a loud roar sounded in this beautifully decorated restaurant. Everyone was startled and turned their heads to look at the always quiet, elegant and stylish hostess of the restaurant. She looked up and roared at the ceiling:

"Yang Xiaohan, come out for me!!!"

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The sunlight passed through the tall buildings opposite, covered with transparent glass, and slanted to the ground to shine square strips of light.

The hostess in the restaurant is very sad, very resentful, and very sad. It should make people feel very connotated and stylish. She leans on the bar elegantly and elegantly, looking at the very energetic young man running around.

The young man was wiping the floor and washing the window, trying hard to make up for his mistakes yesterday with diligence and preventing the boss from kicking him out.

Although the boy was complained by two people on his first day of work, the restaurant hostess was still reluctant to drive him away. After all, he was so diligent and so energetic, and it was not easy to find a worker. What's more important is...

"Just give me food before the start of the school year of the Phantom Spirit Academy, so that I can have a place to sleep!" The boy's tearful eyes yesterday was so pitiful, which made her always soft and kind-hearted and easily moved, and her heart was broken. When she thought of driving him out, the homeless child would immediately have no place to eat and live, and she felt sad from the bottom of her heart. Therefore, even if he made such a mistake last night, she could not bear to fire him.

Yes, it’s just because he is soft-hearted... it’s not because he is hardworking and willing to work hard, but he doesn’t have to pay. He can just pass the rice and vegetables and the floor after closing in the middle of the night.

Having said that, is this child a freshman from the Phantom Spirit Academy? However, students from the Phantom Spirit Academy generally have a very good family background, so how can they even have the most basic food and accommodation problems?

"Sister Wen Jiao!" The young man wiped the entire restaurant brightly and then rushed to Wen Jiao, "Is this OK?"

As a capitalist, Wen Jiao sighed how good it would be to have workers all over the world who are so diligent and don’t have money?

Of course, as a service industry, diligence alone is not enough.

She began to educate boys as the most critical issue in the service industry, so as not to happen again when the customer complained about yesterday: "Listen, let the customer feel warm, meet the customer's requirements as soon as possible, and do not let the customer have any dissatisfaction. Even if there is an unreasonable request, we must satisfy it as much as possible..." She talked a lot.

"I understand!" the young boy said excitedly.

It seems that what the master said is right. Many things can only be learned outside the mountain.

Seeing that he was so savvy, Wen Jiao nodded with satisfaction.

The sliding door made of tempered glass was forcibly pushed open at this time, and two men rushed in like wind.

From the boss's wife's teachings, the little boy ran up excitedly: "Two guests, what do you want to order?"

One of them slapped hard on the bar counter: "Give all your money!" After patting the bar counter, his hand quickly left the table, reached into his arms, and was about to take out the pistol in his arms in the shocking eyes of the boss's wife and the young boy working. However, before he could take out the decisive things to demonstrate...

"It's so sting!" The young man had already happily rushed to the back of the bar, moved out the entire cabinet under the cash register, poured it in front of the two men who broke in, and banknotes were poured on the bar one by one, and many coins rolled on the stone bar...
Chapter completed!