Thank you for giving me an empty joy. Zheng Ying'er's piano was inherited from her family, which made Liang Yimo, a layman with a little knowledge of music, fascinated by it.
Yesterday was different from today. There were a lot of customers. There seemed to be VIPs in the restaurant. Even the other clerks in the store were squeezing their heads and looking towards the VIP room.
One of the shop assistants whispered to the person next to him, "I heard that Mr. Ye and her girlfriend are here today."
"Is it true, is Mr. Ye really here?" Another female clerk couldn't hold back her excitement. She was even more excited than meeting the person she admired, and she was vying to deliver things to the private room.
Liang Yimo stiffened when she heard those two words from Mr. Ye. She took a look at the private room with a closed mountain door between the quilts. Those who could make reservations to eat there were either rich or noble, which was in line with his usual style.
It turns out that the reason why he is not in the villa is because he has a girlfriend. So what is she, a lover?
On call.
Then why did he give her hope, only to let her down.
Should she thank him now for giving him such empty joy?
But why does my heart feel so uncomfortable? It was hit hard by a hammer, and the pain was dull and heartbreaking.
Liang Yimo didn't know how she spent these two hours. She only felt that it was very long, so long that a century had passed.
Zheng Yinger was sitting at the piano in the corner. The black and white keys produced wonderful notes under her beautiful hands, which intoxicated every guest who came here to eat and play.
Liang Yimo once asked Zheng Yinger why she had to work so hard. She was not short of money, but she was so passionate about this job.
At that time, Zheng Ying'er tilted her head, racked her brains, and said casually, "There's nothing I can do about it. My mother likes me to play the piano, so she just treats it as practice. It's very painful to say."
She kept saying that she didn't like playing the piano, but her piano could speak, and there was a soul stationed on every note. She was dressed in a white dress and looked like an elf coming out of the forest under the dim light.
She looks so happy and can do what she likes, just like the birds in the sky, one day she will be able to fly to her own blue sea and sky.
Liang Yimo tried hard not to let herself think of other things. She concentrated on her work, but she was still in a state of flux. Her expression had already deceived herself.
Zheng Yinger had long noticed Liang Yimo's absent-mindedness. She stopped, walked towards Liang Yimo, and asked worriedly, "Yimo, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
She seemed careless and careless, but her thoughts were extremely meticulous. She had already seen Liang Yimo's abnormality in front of her.
"It's okay. Go and play the piano. Don't keep the guests waiting." Liang Yimo cleared away the guests at the table and left the plates on the table.
"Are you really okay?" Zheng Yinger asked.
"It's okay." There is a rule in the restaurant that employees cannot desert during work. It is dinner time now, and there are many customers in the restaurant, so it is a bit busy.
Zheng Ying'er saw that she was fine and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. In her heart, Liang Yimo was not someone who would be hit easily. "Oh, well, if you feel uncomfortable, I can tell the manager that you should get off work first."
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"No need." Liang Yimo refused.
Today is her second day at work. She doesn't want to lose this job because she was introduced by Zheng Ying'er. She said a lot of good things to her, so the manager hired her. Working here has a considerable income, which she attaches great importance to.
She didn't want to go back to this job too early, face an empty room, and wake up from the emptiness every day, which made her feel panicked.
Seeing that her spirits improved a lot, Zheng Ying'er was relieved, but she still said with concern, "Then be careful. If you feel uncomfortable, tell the manager and we will get off work early."
"Yeah." Liang Yimo nodded.
Warmth flowed through her heart, and she knew that Zheng Ying'er really cared about her.
Her job was very simple. She was mainly responsible for ordering dishes. She happened to see off a customer when she saw her colleague Xiaomei walking over from the side crying. Out of instinct, Liang Yimo frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Seeing that it was Liang Yimo, Xiaomei took Liang Yimo's arm and begged, "Liang Yimo, would you please go over there and serve that customer? That woman was really picky. She ordered more than a dozen dishes, but in the end she asked again and said...
If you file a complaint against me and the manager finds out, my bonus for this month will be gone."
Xiaomei is also new here. She only came a few days earlier than Liang Yimo. She comes from the countryside, is honest and sincere, and is very afraid of strangers. Just now, the clerks were talking about the guests in the VIP room. Apart from her, Xiaomei was the only one who was peacefully in the store.
to entertain guests.
Perhaps out of goodwill, the only person Xiaomei could think of at this time was Liang Yimo.
Liang Yimo has worked in other restaurants before, and he knows that some customers like to deliberately make things difficult for waiters, but customers are God. If they complain, this month's bonus is destined to be gone. Moreover, this restaurant has a lot of bonuses, so I don't want to interfere.
But when he saw his little sister standing there timidly, pleading with her, he agreed.
It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.
Liang Yimo took the menu and walked towards the customers over there.
There is a couple sitting at the dining table over there. The man is handsome and fair, and the woman is domineering. Both of them are wearing designer clothes from head to toe. The bag in the woman’s hand should be Chanel’s most popular bag.
I know why Xiaomei said they were difficult to maintain.
The two kissed openly in the restaurant. Even Liang Yimo stood beside them for a long time without any impact. Moreover, the two became more and more passionate. Nanfang even put his hand into the woman's clothes. This is a Western-style restaurant. Come here.
They are not only some upper class people, but also some very tasteful people. This is the first time this has happened.
The other clerks in the store had long seen that these two people were difficult to deal with. The manager was not here, so they had to pretend they didn't see them and ignore this place automatically. Even Xiaomei just looked at her cautiously and turned around to leave.
Liang Yimo stood aside and waited for a long time. Seeing that the two of them still had no intention of separating, and could not leave, he could only watch the two of them kissing together. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he tried to make his voice gentler when he interrupted, "Mr.
Miss, what would you like to order?"
When Liang Yimo made a sound, the two of them realized where they were. Seeing Liang Yimo staring at them, their actions must have been caught in each other's eyes. They suddenly became angry and embarrassed. After seeing Liang Yimo clearly, they were stunned and said, "Liang Yimo?"
Liang Yimo frowned and looked at the fashionable woman with short burgundy hair opposite him. He didn't recognize her, and asked doubtfully, "Do you know me?"
After listening to Liang Yimo's words, the other party did not answer her, but looked at her from beginning to end, with contempt at the corner of her mouth, red nails floating back and forth on her fair face, and a squeaking sound came out of her mouth, "No.
Come to think of it, this employee work uniform looks quite suitable for you."
The other party is also a student of F University, and has been pursuing He Mingyang for a long time. A few months ago, He Mingyang took Liang Yimo away in public. Now that a stupid person knows who he likes, the flames of jealousy are burning again.
Liang Yimo saw that the other party was about the same age as herself, and guessed that the other party should be in the same school. She avoided the other party's hand on her face and frowned, "Excuse me, what do you want to order?"
The other party did not answer her, but continued to ask, "You are so good at it. You can even get our school's emblem. Can you teach me a lesson?"
Liang Yimo pretended not to hear and asked politely, "Excuse me, what do you want?"
When the other party saw that Liang Yimo didn't take her words seriously at all, and the male companion beside him just looked like he was watching a good show, his face suddenly disappeared. He picked up the menu and threw it at Liang Yimo's face, "Why are you pretending to be so noble?
When you get into a man’s bed, you don’t have to spread your legs.”
Ye Chen walked out of the private room at this moment, with Qin Menghan, the ck's daughter, in his arms who wanted to press her whole body against him.
The thick menu drew a bloodstain on Liang Yimo's fair face, and Ye Chen's pupils suddenly tightened.