Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 301

For fear of disrupting other customers, the manager was nice enough to talk things over before finally settling the matter.

The waitress also stood up from the ground and kept nodding and bowing to apologize, but the female customer snorted and threw the napkin that she had wiped her clothes into the waitress' face, barely sparing the waitress.

During the whole process, the waitress lowered her head and left in a hurry with a very humble look.

Donna also looked back and shrugged, "That's the way it is in the service industry!"

Wendy nodded in agreement.

In the old days, to pay for Grandma's medical expenses, Wendy used to do a lot of part-time jobs, so she could understand the hard work of the service industry. It was inevitable to make mistakes at work, and often met customers who were reluctant to let her be. However, there were still a few customers who would do this to waiters, and that waitress just got bad luck.

After this small episode, the waiter also brought the steak to the table.

Donna was cutting the steak with a knife and fork, but her eyes were staring at Wendy who was sitting on the opposite side. She put the beef into her mouth and chewed it, saying casually, "Wendy, are you single now, or..." "Uh, yes..." Wendy paused.

"I see!" Donna nodded with a smile, and didn't ask any more questions, but picked her thin eyebrows and said, "I told you in the hotel that I'm thinking of making you my goddaughter. I'm worried about you being alone. Would you like me to introduce you to someone?"

"Aunt, there's no need..." Wendy hurriedly shook her head.

She recalled that Donna had done the same thing four years ago. She couldn't help but emphasize it again, "I don't want to think about it yet."

"That's fine!" Donna didn't insist, but her smile was meaningful.

During the conversation, the waitress passed by with a tray in her hand. It seemed that she had gone back to tidy up. Her hair had been re-tied, but the part of her face that had been slapped was still swollen.

It was also because of her awkwardness that she was holding the dishes with her head lowered down. After handing the salad on the tray to the guest, she nodded and left.

Once again, when she passed by Wendy, Wendy vaguely saw her face this time...

Wendy blinked her eyes, a little confused. She turned her head and looked at the back of the waitress.

Pulling back her eyes and thinking about something, Wendy cut the beef and put it down. "Aunt, I'll go to the bathroom first, you eat first..." "Go ahead!" Donna was drinking red wine and nodded, "Come back quickly, Steak doesn't taste right when it's cold!"

"Okay!" Wendy picked up the food cloth on her legs and stood up.

However, after she left her seat, she did not go directly to the bathroom. Instead, she followed the waitress to the kitchen.

At a distance of a few steps, the waitress held the tray and bowed her head at the door. The restaurant manager in front of her was shouting at her, "Can you do it or not! Tell me yourself, how many times have you spilled soup on a customer?"

"I'm sorry!" The waitress lowered her head.

"Sorry doesn't help!" The restaurant manager didn't buy it at all, and his tone was even worse. "You can't even do such a little thing like serving food. If it weren't for your good looks, I'd send you back to the kitchen to do the dishes! Why did you shed tears? You came here to make money. Do you think you are a rich young lady? Even if you are, not anymore! I warn you one last time, if you make trouble for me again, get out of here as soon as possible!"

"Yes, yes!" The waitress answered repeatedly, afraid that she would be fired.