It's not easy to be a wage earner these days, especially in the service industry. It's very common to be scolded and looked down upon by guests, but once people are suppressed for a long time, it will break out.
Just like the waiter now, although his job is to serve roast chicken, it is also because of this job that it causes a lot of depression. Most of the guests who come here hope to eat the roast chicken as quickly as possible, so they will be scolded every time they come out.
Hello, this is the roast chicken I ordered. Where do you want to take it?
Why hasn't my roast chicken come up for so long? Won't you rush the kitchen?
Damn, where's my roast chicken? Did you eat it?
Such abusive words made him suppress every time he wanted to get angry, and kept explaining clearly with a smile for his salary.
However, in these two months, I have to face dozens of such abuse in one day. I can imagine that I can't vent my depression for a long time.
Now he doesn't want to suppress any more. He's fed up with it. He's really fed up with it.
"If you order roasted chicken, you will surely have your own. If you want to go to the kitchen to urge you, I have no time to pay attention to you."
A burst of spray on the dogleg, the waiter carrying the roast chicken continued to move forward: "of course, you can also communicate with the guests at table 9. I will threaten the waiter and I have a fart."
He didn't want to endure being scolded for a roast chicken.
"Well, a waiter has a bad temper. Let your boss come out to see me."
The waiter's voice was very loud, so Nangong Xiong heard it clearly. He stood up from his seat and sneered: "since you don't want to do it, I'll let you quit today. Your salary won't be given to you."
When there is a problem here, the lobby manager has gone to the boss. Sharp eyed, he found that the young dandy was not easy to be provoked, and this kind of thing was out of his control.
Soon, a middle-aged Mediterranean man walked over quickly. When he saw Nangong Xiong, his face changed. Then he walked over quickly: "young master Xiong, why don't you tell me when you come here, so that I can come out to meet you in person."
"I'll tell you, how can I know your waiter can be so arrogant?"
When he saw the middle-aged man running out of the Mediterranean, he took a cigarette and took a puff: "I'll give you 10 minutes to cook chicken. Now the chicken that's ten minutes later is not mine. How do you deal with this matter?"
"Misunderstandings, there must be misunderstandings."
Quickly compensate with a smile, Mediterranean to the lobby manager scolded: "still Leng what to do, hurry to inform the kitchen to get a plate of the best roast chicken out."
"Boss, I'll be right there." The manager of the lobby immediately ran back to the kitchen, only two steps later, but he was blocked by someone. It was nangongxiong's dog leg.
"Did young master Xiong let you go?" Dogleg son scolds: "get back to me, wait for male young master's order."
"This, this..."
The lobby manager looked at the Mediterranean in a dilemma: "boss, I am..."
"Young master Xiong, don't worry. If you give us some time, you will certainly bring it up as quickly as possible."
Seeing nanmiyao's attitude, Mediterranean murmured in his heart that he was not good. He quickly explained: "I'm sure you can eat the most delicious food. Moreover, today, young master Xiong, you can spend free of charge in our hotel."