Beauty's Supreme Expert

1It's not easy to be a worker these days, especially in the service industry. Being scolded by a guest and being looked down on by a guest was all very normal, but once a person was suppressed for a long period of time, it would erupt.    

    

Just like the waiter right now, although his job was to cook the chicken, it was also because of the work that had caused so much depression. Most of the guests who came over wanted to eat the roasted chicken as soon as possible, so every time they came out, they would be scolded.    

    

Hey, this is my roasted chicken, where are you taking it?    

    

Why haven't I ordered the roast chicken for so long? Can't you hurry the kitchen?    

    

Damn it, where is my roasted chicken?    

    

These insults made him suppress his rage whenever he wanted to, explaining what was going on with a smiling face for the sake of his salary.    

    

However, in these two months of service, he had to face such insults dozens of times a day. If he was unable to vent the anger in his heart after so long, then it could be imagined.    

    

He didn't want to suppress it anymore. He had had enough for a mere three thousand dollars.    

    

"If you order the roasted chicken, you will definitely have it. I'm urging you so badly, if you want to eat it then go to the kitchen to urge yourself. Laozi has no time to bother with you."    

    

After spitting on his leg, the waiter continued to carry the roast chicken, "Of course, you can also communicate with the customers at table nine. What's the use of me just being threatened by the waiter?"    

    

For the sake of a roasted chicken that was about to be scolded, he didn't want to bear with anyone who was willing to do it.    

    

"Yo, a waiter has quite the temper. Tell your boss to come out and see me."    

    

The waiter's voice was very loud, so Nangong Xiong heard it clearly. He stood up from his seat and mocked: "Since you don't want to do it, then I'll let you do it today. I won't give you a single cent of your salary."    

    

When something went wrong here, the lobby manager had already gone to look for the boss. With his sharp eyes, he realized that this foppish young man was not someone to be trifled with. This sort of thing was not something that he could control.    

    

Soon, a middle-aged Mediterranean man came over. His face changed when he saw Nangong Xiong, then he walked over quickly, "Young Master Xiong, why are you here? You didn't even tell me, so I could come out to greet you myself."    

    

"How could I know that your waiter would be so arrogant when I told you?"    

    

Seeing the Mediterranean middle-aged man run out, Nangong Xiong lit a cigarette leisurely and took a drag: "I'll give you ten minutes to serve the roasted chicken. Now the roasted chicken that has been served is not mine, how do you think we should deal with this?"    

    

"Misunderstanding, there must be a misunderstanding."    

    

He quickly forced a smile and scolded the lobby manager, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and tell the kitchen to prepare the best roasted chicken."    

    

"Boss, I'll be going now." "En!" The lobby manager acknowledged and quickly ran back to the kitchen. After only two steps, he was blocked by someone. It was Nangong Xiong's henchman.    

    

"Did Young Master Xiong let you go?" The lackey scolded, "Get the hell back here and wait for Young Master Xiong's orders."    

    

"This, this …"    

    

The lobby manager looked at Mediterranean, puzzled. "Boss, I …"    

    

"Young master Xiong, don't worry. If you give us some time, we will definitely deliver it as soon as possible."    

    

Seeing Nangong Xiong's attitude, Mai Hai cursed in his heart and quickly explained, "I will definitely let you eat the most fragrant food. Also, Young Master Xiong, you are free to eat at our restaurant today."