The white waiter was just stunned at first, but then he felt a sudden sharp pain in his foot. After letting out a strange cry, he hugged his right foot and sat down on the sofa behind him, grinning in pain.
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The oriental young man showed a trace of gloating on his face, looked at the white waiter and sighed with helplessness:
When Zhuo Yifan saw this scene, the smile on his face deepened. Originally, he wanted to see how this oriental young man would deal with this kind of thing, but now he has got his answer. It has to be said that he has no feelings for this young man.
I really appreciate the way I did it. Even if I made the other party pay the price and suffered a lot, I also made the other party dumb and eat Coptis chinensis so that they can't tell the story of their suffering.
If the white waiter wanted to be held accountable, he would not be able to explain why he stretched his foot in front of the oriental youth. Could it be that he deliberately tried to trip him and ended up getting stepped on?
But what Zhuo Yifan didn't expect was that the white waiter looked at the injury on his foot angrily and cursed at the Oriental young man:
"Really? It's not up to you to decide whether you can continue or not. I advise you not to be so petty with me next time. Otherwise, you will only suffer the consequences!" Dongfang youth laughed and continued.
Walked towards the work area.
"Wait for me!" the white waiter rubbed his sore instep, stared at the back of the oriental young man, and yelled viciously.
"What's going on?" At this moment, another white man wearing a suit frowned dissatisfied, came to the white waiter, and scolded:
Zhuo Yifan raised his eyebrows. It seems that this person should be the boss here. Otherwise, he would not say such things to the employees here.[
"I'm sorry, boss. It was Chen who stepped on me first, and he didn't even apologize to me! He was deliberately making things difficult for me!" the evil white waiter said first.
"No matter what the reason is, this is a high-end coffee shop, not a place for you to quarrel. Do you want me to fine you your wages?" the boss warned with a sinister expression.
"I'm sorry, boss, I will pay attention!" the white waiter nodded immediately and promised with a smile.
As soon as the Eastern youth walked outside the work area, he turned his head and simply explained to the boss:
As he spoke, the oriental young man entered the work area directly, not caring about the provocation of the white waiter at all.
"Smith, you'd better pay attention to me. You won't be allowed to come up with such bad ideas without my order next time. Although I also want to tell the Chinese named Chen to get out! But you have to understand that I don't
He is not the real boss here." The boss waited for the Oriental youth to enter the work area, then lowered his voice and warned the white waiter.
But how could their conversation be hidden from Zhuo Yifan's ears? It seems that the white waiter and the man who looks like the boss are in the same group. The purpose is to squeeze out the Oriental young man named Chen.
