Xue Qiandai chuckled. One moment she was having a passionate love affair with someone else, and the next she was showing off her affection in a high-profile manner. Doesn't she feel ashamed?
"Sese, congratulations! What day did you book? I'll definitely be there."
Jin Heng answered her, "September 23rd, the Autumn Equinox."
Coincidentally, this day was Huo Meiren's birthday. Indeed, beauties know how to choose their birth dates; it was an auspicious day.
Xue Qiandai held Huo Yunchao's fingers and exchanged tender glances with him, "Mr. Huo and I will definitely do us the honor of attending. We wish you a long and happy marriage in advance."
The two couples walked on opposite sides. As the two men brushed past each other, Jin Heng looked straight ahead and said softly, "I'm quite pleased to have an opponent like you."
"I hope you can maintain your confidence and courage, compete fairly and squarely. Those underhanded and shady tactics are beneath you," Huo Yunchao said firmly.
Jin Heng was rebuked, so he grabbed Hua Se and left.
Upon arriving at the private room, Xue Qiandai flipped through the menu, her mind elsewhere. "My beauty, it's time."
This sentence is completely unrelated and lacks context.
But Huo Yunchao understood.
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
"Just do whatever you want. If the sky falls, I'm tall enough to hold it up for you."
Xue Qiandai smiled, placing her small hand on his large one and drawing circles. "Beautiful man, how can you be so handsome!"
Huo Yunchao grasped her hand in return, his gaze intense, "You know where I was at my most handsome."
Xue Qiandai tilted her head, thinking about what to give as a birthday present. Should she give her a king-size bed?
*
When the world had forgotten Jian Yao, this twenty-year-old boy walked into the restaurant that had complained about him.
The boss and the waiters all remembered him and naturally didn't like him, so they all kicked him out.
Sorry, you're not welcome.
Jian Yao clung tightly to the door, refusing to leave. "I know my actions hurt you, please give me a chance to make amends. I can work as a waiter, serving dishes and washing dishes are all fine."
No need, my hands get dirty.
Jian Yao still wouldn't leave.
When the waiter was serving the food, Jian Yao came over to help, but the waiter naturally refused, and with a thud, the plate fell to the ground.
A death stare.
When the waiter was clearing the table, Jian Yao came over to help, and in the ensuing argument, the bowl shattered into pieces.
Another piercing glare.
They wouldn't leave no matter what they were told, scolded, or given a hard time. In the end, the boss called the police, who had to take them away.
Unfortunately, it wasn't a big deal; he was released after giving a statement. The next day, Jian Yao reappeared at the restaurant.
This is, after all, a high-end restaurant; we can't keep arguing with an immature child in front of the customers.
People started to treat him like he wasn't there.
He was very self-disciplined, taking the initiative to do the dirty and tiring work. He brought his own food and water, taking a sip when thirsty and a bite when hungry. Sometimes, when there was no food or water left, he would just fill a handful of water in the bathroom.
The boss watched coldly, waiting to see how long you could hold out.
A month has passed in the blink of an eye.
On payday, while the other waiters were overjoyed, Jian Yao hid in the kitchen, eating the instant noodles he had brought with him.
Jian Yao's life was tough; he lost over ten kilograms. But he had to see the path he had chosen through, even if it meant crawling on his knees.
One day after get off work, he saw Jian Yan and Qin Shu waiting for him outside the restaurant.
The once naive young man was moved to tears in an instant.
Jian Yan took him out for a nice meal and then went to the supermarket to buy him some delicious food.
Jian Yao continued to the restaurant.
When he received his second paycheck, the boss gave him a small red envelope. It wasn't much, just enough for him to eat and drink. The boss said that from now on he could drink the store's water and eat the store's meals.
Jian Yao wiped his eyes, feeling incredibly grateful, and thanked the boss at least ten times.
Gradually, the restaurant's customers got to know this boy named "Jian Yao." He had the most pleasant voice when serving food, the best service attitude, and never talked back no matter what they said. Once, a customer found a small insect in their food, and Jian Yao paid for the meal out of his own pocket without informing the restaurant.
When the boss found out, his salary exceeded one thousand that month.
Jian Yao worked at this restaurant for six months. The boss suggested, "Make me a full-time employee. You'll get paid on time, and you can also get social security and housing fund contributions."
Jian Yao refused. "Boss, I hope you will seriously consider cooperating with Huotuan. Huotuan is a really good platform, and I want to go back to Huotuan in the future. I want to be a rider."
To err is human, to forgive divine. The boss looked at the boy before him. His partnership with "Eat Better" wasn't exclusive; he could also choose Huotuan.
So he did it.
In fact, the boss made the right choice. Because the portion of customers who opted for "better food" through Huotuan (a food delivery platform) saw a 20% increase in sales.
Jian Yao left the restaurant, but he still saw the owner often because he had become a rider for Huotuan, and the restaurant was within his delivery range.
Of course, that's a story for another time.
*
On the weekend, Yuan Mu called and asked Jian Yan to go out for dinner.
Jian Yan agreed; it was time to put an end to this relationship.
However, Yuan Mu, who always takes public transportation, drove to pick her up today in his little Mini. He didn't go directly to the restaurant, but instead went to a nice residential area.
We walked through the flowers and willows until we reached the building entrance.
Jian Yan remained calm and observed his reaction.
I entered the elevator, went up to the twelfth floor, 1201.
"Xiaoyan, thank you for giving me a chance and choosing me when I had nothing. I think it's time for me to make you happy."
He reached out, wanting to touch her cheek.
Jian Yan avoided his gaze, only staring coldly at him, her eyes veiled with frost. How could he say such a thing? How could he be so shameless? She surveyed the already renovated house, from the living room to the dining room, then to the bedroom and bathroom; it was ready to move in as soon as it was furnished.
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