Chapter 28 Go apologize to him

Cheng Jia didn't get off work until 3 a.m.

After get off work, I took a sip of goji berry water and curled up on the sofa in the break room to sober up.

I drank quite a bit earlier, and I haven't had dinner since I started doing housekeeping this afternoon.

His body couldn't take it anymore; he had a stomachache.

Little White Hair ran in and reported to him: "Brother! There's really no one in the three private rooms. Stone and the others said they left a long time ago. There's nothing else to do, so you can go home and get some sleep."

"Let me rest a bit longer." Cheng Jia felt extremely dizzy.

Little White Hair agreed: "Okay, I still have two tables on the first floor that I haven't left, I'll go check them out."

"......"

Cheng Jia felt nauseous and rolled over to reach for the trash can.

Suddenly, the phone next to me rang.

He opened his eyes and answered the call: "Hello?"

"Cheng Jia!" Zhou Minghe finally got through on the phone. "What exactly happened tonight? Why is Shi Qingci reporting us? She even said Jin He needs to be investigated for prostitution. I called his assistant to try and find out, but his assistant was dealing with a traffic accident... Ugh! I'm in complete chaos here. What are you doing?"

What is Cheng Jia doing?

Cheng Jia went to work as usual; he didn't even know what he was doing.

Feeling dizzy and wanting to sleep while holding her phone, Cheng Jia replied: "...Nothing, just work. Boss Shi came and went, the client left too. I'm dizzy, I need to lie down for a bit."

I'm so hungry, but I'm too dizzy to order takeout.

I won't be hungry after I fall asleep.

Eat after you wake up.

"—You still have the mood to sleep? Let me tell you, if I offend Shi Qingci, my dad will skin me alive. Do you know he was in a car accident?" Zhou Minghe shouted loudly.

Cheng Jia's ears were ringing as she tried hard to hear the key words.

"Car accident, who?"

"Who are you talking about? Go get some cold water and rinse your head before you talk to me!" Zhou Minghe was furious. "You didn't know he went to Jinhe, you didn't know he got into a car accident on the way, what were you doing all night? All you did was drink! You had your fun at the shoe-off club, didn't you?"

"......"

Damn, what a load of rubbish.

Cheng Jia gripped her phone tightly, then staggered to her feet and walked to the bathroom.

He put his phone on speakerphone on the sink next to him, rinsed his mouth with cold water, and washed his face a few times, trying to clear his head.

Then he turned to his phone and asked—

"...You said Shi Qingci was in a car accident when she came?"

Zhou Minghe: "Nonsense! Such a big thing and you made me inform you? Cheng Jia, tell me, did I do something wrong by scolding you? What am I supposed to do now?"

It's one thing if a distinguished guest arrives and there's no one to greet them.

They were in a car accident on their way here, and not a single person from their side offered their condolences.

In the end, the VIP was even allowed to take a taxi alone in the early hours of the morning.

No wonder they got angry and told them to shut down and rectify the situation.

They definitely didn't treat us well.

That's so rude!

"..." Cheng Jia recalled blankly, his hands supporting him on the sink, clear cool water gathering in a line from his chin and dripping down little by little.

He had just finished tidying up the walk-in closet when he drove over to Kim Hyuk.

It took almost an hour to finally spot Shi Qingci at Jinhe.

So, Qingci set off not long after he left?

The delay was caused by a car accident on the road.

Otherwise, they should have arrived at Kim Hyuk one after the other.

Cheng Jia recalled in a low voice: "...After he arrived, he didn't mention the car accident. I told him to sit in the private room and have fun by himself, and then I went to do my work. As for when he left, I don't know."

Boss Wang kept pulling him into drinking in the private room.

Cheng Jia couldn't leave, and didn't come out to check on the three VIP rooms.

Later, after drinking too much, I couldn't remember anything at all.

Cheng Jia had originally planned to call her assistant, but the business card was in her coat pocket in the lounge. She was too busy to bother with it and assumed that Shi Qingci would call someone to pick her up if she wanted to go home.

After seeing Boss Wang off, he asked Xiaobai Mao to check if Shi Qingci was still there.

Little White Hair said the person had already left.

Then, he received a phone call from Boss Zhou who berated him.

According to Zhou Minghe, Shi Qingci was first in a car accident that night, then was neglected by Cheng Jia in the private room, and finally took a taxi home alone.

If this statement is true.

Cheng Jiade was executed several times; his crimes were unforgivable.

Oh no, Cheng Jia didn't do it on purpose.

My head is spinning terribly.

He is indeed very busy.

"Now that you've angered them, what's the use of saying you don't know? I can't stop you from going to the city center, so you go to the villa in the western suburbs right now! Go and offer your condolences, ask how serious the car accident was, and see how to handle it. I've never seen you so incompetent before. Just because they're old classmates, you're taking advantage of them and ignoring them? I'm begging you, treat my dad's distinguished guest like a human being!" Zhou Minghe roared, cursing Cheng Jia mercilessly.

Zhou Minghe thought it was due to the car accident, plus Cheng Jia's terrible service.

This allowed Shi Qingci to vent her anger on Jin He's management style.

Such a trivial matter as a 'shoe-off area' is hardly worth mentioning.

Which city in China doesn't have a gray market in its bars?

It can be said that most of the revenue is driven by the gray market. The order to rectify Shiqing Porcelain basically requires Jinhe to make major changes. After the changes, the revenue will definitely decline. How can they continue to operate?

Of course, Jinhe was just a small part of the Zhou family's business, so it wouldn't be a big problem if he stopped doing it.

The most important thing now is not to protect Jinhe, but to figure out how to appease President Shi and get him to forgive them this time.

Cheng Jia is too outrageous; he left someone hanging all night.

Anyone would be angry in that situation.

"......"

No one could deny that the porcelain from the Qing Dynasty was made from human form.

He was a VIP who didn't frequent nightclubs, but he insisted on coming over and causing trouble.

He doesn't hire female models, doesn't drink alcohol, and certainly doesn't go clubbing or sing karaoke.

How can we entertain them?

This unexpected disaster left Cheng Jia with unspeakable suffering.

His stomach was aching terribly, but he gritted his teeth and picked up his phone.

"Okay, I'll go to the western suburbs now."

“Wait! You, you can’t go by yourself,” Boss Zhou was still considerate of his employees. “Find a waiter to drive you there. When you get there, just keep apologizing and keep apologizing. See what they say to you.”

Even an ordinary customer would be treated this way.

There's little hope of having any further contact.

Not to mention President Shi.

Zhou Minghe felt a chill run down his spine. If he didn't apologize and clear up the misunderstanding tonight, his father would definitely punish him tomorrow.

“…Okay, I’ll go apologize,” Cheng Jia said, pursing her lips.

After hanging up the phone, he stood in front of the sink for two more minutes to calm down, then washed his face again. In the mirror, he looked pale from the effects of being drunk and having a stomachache.

But under the pressure of reality, she turned around and staggered to change back into her outdoor clothes.

It was the same light brown sweatshirt I wore when I was tidying up the walk-in closet.

I got up at noon and went to the villa. I was busy cleaning the sofa and furniture until evening. I spent four or five hours tidying up the walk-in closet. In the evening, I rushed to Jinhe. When I arrived at Jinhe, I served clients and drank with them until the early hours of the morning. I just got off work.

But they still can't sleep, and they can't eat a hot meal.

We need to go and offer our condolences to General Shi overnight.

This is the end of a busy day.

I'm so tired.

But the hard work was worthwhile.

I earned a total of 7,000 yuan from housekeeping and meeting with Shi Qingci. In the evening, I earned another 3,000 yuan from Boss Wang's room booking commission, bringing the total to 10,000 yuan.

One small step closer to paying off the 700,000 debt.

Yes, he can endure it.

Heading to the western suburbs.

"......"

"......"

Four o'clock in the morning, in front of the villa in the western suburbs.

"Brother? Wake up," the boy driving called to the passenger in the passenger seat, "Is this the place?"

Cheng Jia was shaken awake by Lin Baiyue, still groggy: "Yes, this is it... Hey? Why is it you? Didn't you ask Shi Tou to take me?"

He remembered to hand the car keys to Stone when he went downstairs.

But the person driving was Lin Baiyue.

An orange guitar was placed on the back seat.

"Oh, Stone's girlfriend has a fever and he was in a hurry to get off work. I happened to run into you on the roadside, and since I had nothing to do at home, I drove you here. Shall we go down and knock on the door?" Lin Baiyue looked out the car window and saw that the lights were on in the corridor of the villa.

Cheng Jia didn't care who brought him: "Let's go."

Mr. Shi had just arrived home less than two hours ago.

I guess I'm not asleep yet.

Speaking of the car accident, Cheng Jia vaguely recalled the events and couldn't remember if Shi Qingci was injured.

But they managed to corner him in the private room and forcefully suppress him for half a day.

His arms and legs did not appear to be injured.

Aside from being a little more irritable than usual, feeling awkwardly wanting to get close to him, and swearing because of the past incident of warming hands, nothing else seemed out of the ordinary.

Anyway, Cheng Jia should just keep apologizing to everyone he sees.

Although he didn't know what he had done wrong.

An apology is all that's needed.

"......"