Zhao Xiaoxin, that country girl, started as a manager too. Why should she have to start as a waitress?
But did she have a choice?
She could, but she couldn’t bear to.
She took a deep breath, clenched her teeth, and said with a smile, "Alright, I’ll move in right away."
It was just three months; she could endure it.
Besides, if she was smart about it and talked to Song Ting later, perhaps this hardship would soon end.
Han Muyang and Zhao Xiaoxin were the first to receive this news from Shen Ci.
After Song Enyu came back with her luggage, the two of them immediately arranged for her to be a waitress responsible for rooms ten, eleven, and twelve.
Song Enyu, reacting reflexively, tried to find some fault in it but, after close observation, realized it was relatively easy work among the waitstaff.
Others who carried dishes or swept or were hall order waitresses had much harder jobs than hers.
But she quickly grew frustrated.
Because those who dined in the private rooms were from wealthy and prominent families.
All of them were her old acquaintances.
People who once had a similar status, or even looked up to her, now required her service—she wanted to run away immediately.
But her feet just wouldn’t move.
Because she knew that if she left now, she really wouldn’t be able to come back.
Forget it, she thought about how Shen Ci and Meng Chuyue and even Song Ting and Han Zheng had once served guests like waiters, and decided to empty her mind and focus on her own job.
Fortunately, the first group of guests was particularly friendly and knew how to conduct themselves.
Seeing her as the waitress of the room, they smilingly asked, "Haha, are you helping out because a waitress took a day off today? Hehe, your family has such a good relationship."
Song Enyu didn’t expect the guests to think of it this way and felt comforted. She nodded warmly, "Yes, please order soon, and I’ll ask the kitchen to get your dishes out quickly."
"Great, then today we’ll bask in your family’s light."
These guests were really high-quality, not only did they not mock her in the slightest, but after they started eating, they even invited her to join them.
Of course, she didn’t dare to and declined with a smile.
This group of people gave her confidence in her three-month waitressing career ahead.
To her dismay, the second group was quite vexing.
It was also her bad luck that one of the guests was her rival in love.
Though she was the one who was pursued by the rival.
She didn’t like the guy named Xu Min and had rejected him clearly without dragging it out, but he refused to give up, persisting in pursuing her, while another girl named Zhou Xiaoli liked Xu Min and couldn’t get him. She always targeted Enyu, accusing her of leading Xu Min on.
The two had even fought recently.
Today’s meeting was particularly animosity-filled, like foes coming face to face.
Actually, Zhou Xiaoli often dined at Medicinal Food Hall.
It wasn’t the first time Zhou Xiaoli had encountered Song Enyu there.
But at that time, they were unrelated to each other, so they acted as if they did not see each other.
Now facing each other directly, with a reason, Zhou Xiaoli didn’t hesitate to boss around Song Enyu.
"You, waitress, hurry up and serve us some tea."
"This tea is hot, no, I want to drink something cold, make me a new pot."
"Hey, we’re lacking a bowl and chopsticks here, hurry and add another set."
"This table isn’t wiped clean? How can this be, quick, wipe it clean for me..."
In short, she tried every way to torment her.
Song Enyu managed to endure it at first but soon couldn’t take it anymore. Her sleeves flourished, ready to fight with Zhou Xiaoli, when unexpectedly Zhao Xiaoxin marched in, grabbed her, and, when Enyu thought she was about to be scolded, coldly said to Zhou Xiaoli, "If you continue to pick on our waitress, we will have to blacklist you in the future."
Why did it turn out ?