In the private room, five or six young men in high-end suits sat at a big table. One of them was wearing a silver gray suit, which was Wang Jianchao, one of the four young people in Yanjing.
At this time, his silver gray suit was sprinkled with some soup. Although the soup was not much, it looked very strange.
A tall female waitress with beautiful features kept apologizing to Wang Jianchao and others present. If the waitress dressed up carefully, she would also be a standard beauty.
Wang Jianchao showed disgust on his face and didn't talk to him all the time. Instead, several young men next to him were unwilling to spare the waiter who kept admitting his mistakes and shouted for the manager.
"Get out of the way." A middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, with a dignified face and a national character face, came from the outside. All the waiters blocking the door to watch the excitement stepped aside and let him enter the private room.
"What happened?" The middle-aged man asked the waiter after entering the private room.
As the man came in, those indomitable young people were no longer so arrogant. They seemed to be afraid of the middle-aged man.
"Manager, i... I accidentally spilled soup on Wang Shao." The waiter was submissive.
"Although you haven't been here for a long time, you also know the rules. Go to the finance department to get this month's salary and leave." The middle-aged man said directly.
The waiter's face suddenly changed. The conditions in her family were not good. She was able to work here entirely because of her appearance and temperament. Moreover, the treatment here was very generous, which could not be compared with working outside.
She thought she could make her family richer, but she didn't want to go to work. Soon she lost her job because of her negligence. Now her intestines are green with regret.
"Manager, please give me a chance. My family still needs money. I really can't live without this job." The waiter begged.
The middle-aged man didn't speak, but just looked straight, as if there was no room for discussion.
"Manager Liu, you can fire her, but who will compensate me for my clothes." Wang Jianchao said.
"According to the rules, we will pay for the clothes." The middle-aged man replied.
After listening to their words, the waiter stopped talking. Although she didn't work in Kyoto Hotel for a long time, she also knew that the clothes on these "distinguished guests" were often tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, which she couldn't afford.
"What's the rule? Whoever's wrong should bear it. Can't she kill someone and you have to carry it?" Wang Jian Chao said in a deep voice.
"Killing and soiling clothes can't be compared." The middle-aged man is neither humble nor arrogant.
"You!" Wang Jianchao looked cold. He didn't expect that the manager would not give himself face.
If you put it in another hotel and meet a rich man like Wang Jianchao, the manager will try his best to curry favor with him, but the middle-aged man won't give face to anyone.
Because this is the Kyoto Hotel. The boss behind the hotel is a big man. Even if Wang Jianchao's Lao Tzu comes, he should restrain himself.
But Wang Jianchao's newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Although he knows the water depth here, face is more important.
"What are you doing? Don't go quickly!" The middle-aged man murmured to the waiter with his head bowed and silent.
His attitude seems cold and heartless. In fact, he is protecting her. Every waiter here has received professional training, and it is almost impossible to make such a low-level mistake. Unless these people see her beautiful, don't deliberately frame her with their heart.
However, this is the case.
"Yes." The waiter answered, turned and was about to leave when Wang Jianchao whispered, "stop! Did I let you go? "
The waiter was timid. He was so scolded that he shocked his body and stopped quickly.
"Wang Shao, this is an internal matter of our hotel." Said the middle-aged man.
Wang Jianchao ignored him, stood up directly, walked to the waiter and said unkindly: "it's about me now, it's not your internal business, either pay for your clothes or..."
The middle-aged man saw this and interrupted him, "Wang Shao, it's against the rules."
"Shut up! Don't mention any shit rules to me. I just want her to pay. What can you do? " Wang Jianchao suddenly turned around and pointed to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was pointed to his nose by Wang Jianchao. There was a trace of cold in his eyes, but he endured it: "this is the Kyoto Hotel, not the hotel outside. You should pay attention to your words."
Wang Jianchao was even more angry when he heard what he said. He was so dignified that he could not be demoted by a manager.
Just then, a woman's voice came from the outside, "Why are you like this? They all say that the hotel will compensate you. How can you ignore others?"
Ren Yinger came in from the outside. She didn't want to take care of it, but Wang Jianchao obviously bullied people and had bad intentions for the waiter. She is a doctor and a woman. This situation can't be ignored.
When Wang Jianchao saw Ren Yinger coming in, his eyes suddenly lit up. When he came, he noticed her and Shen Feng. He didn't expect to see her here.
"It's easy for you to say, but if it was on you, you wouldn't say so." Wang Jianchao smiled at Ren Yinger.
"Then at least I won't move some crooked thoughts." Ren Yinger snorted coldly.
Wang Jianchao's face changed slightly, but his face was soon relieved. He still had to be patient with beautiful women.
"Since the beauty speaks, I'll let her go this time." Wang Jianchao said to Ren Yinger.
Ren Yinger didn't speak, but just pulled the waiter over and turned to walk outside.
"Beauty, don't hurry." Wang Jian quickly stopped in front of Ren Yinger, extended a friendly hand and said, "meet me, my name is..."
Before he reported his name, Ren Yinger coldly interrupted, "I'm not interested."
With that, she took people and left the private room.
The middle-aged man left without saying a word.
"Interesting. It's still a little pepper." Wang Jianchao looked out of the door with a funny smile on his face
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"Thank you." The waiter came to a quiet place and thanked Ren Yinger again and again.
"It doesn't matter. Just pay attention next time." Ren Yinger said to the waiter.
"I really didn't mean it. I just felt something tripping under my feet." The waiter said, his eyes red and immediately lowered his head: "and I don't have another time. This job is gone."