Upon hearing that Zhang Wei was a petty thug, the guests present were stunned and began to scrutinize him.
Wearing a hat and mask, she was slender, polite, and spoke with a sunny smile.
Not only him, but even the fat and thin people behind him were surprisingly humble and polite in their service.
These people are actually gangsters?
Immediately, guests pulled their children away and retreated.
Lu Siqiao remained silent.
Mo Yan'er sensed something was wrong, walked over and tugged at her hand, whispering, "Qiao Wa, this can't be real, can it?"
Seemingly to prove his point, Fang Jun stood up, walked up to Zhang Wei, and said arrogantly, "Believe it or not, as long as you take off your masks and hats, you'll see their true colors: blond hair, fierce eyes, and sleazy young men from the streets."
A girl who looked like a female student stepped forward and defended Zhang Wei, saying, "Why are you slandering him? His service attitude is excellent. Even if he used to be a hoodlum, can't he just turn over a new leaf?"
Seeing that the girl was about twenty years old and had a pretty face, Fang Jun had a thought and advised, "Girl, you can know a person's face but not their heart. Just ask around and you'll find out that these guys will do all sorts of petty theft in the future. Be careful when you drink the milk tea they make; they might put addictive drugs in it!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? The fruit tea we drink is made of fruit, water, and green tea. Do you think we don't know whether it's addictive or not!" a regular customer immediately retorted.
However, they were all staring at Zhang Wei, seemingly wanting to see his true face behind the mask.
Zhang Wei remained motionless, his gaze fixed on Lu Siqiao.
Lu Siqiao stepped forward and said, "Everyone, please listen to me. I am the daughter of this shop owner. A person cannot change their past, but if they want to change for the better, we should all give them a chance. Tell me, who here hasn't made a mistake? Does one mistake mean they should be labeled a bad person?"
“We live in a society governed by law. Everything requires evidence. You have to take responsibility for your words, even if they are unsubstantiated.” She walked up to Fang Jun, and despite her small stature, her aura was in no way inferior. She said coldly, “Young Master Fang, is that right? I reserve the right to pursue you. If you damage the reputation of our Qiao House, I will sue you for defamation and assault. You can expect to receive a lawyer’s letter.”
Fang Jun thought to himself that the child spoke logically and made a show of composure, so he forced himself to remain calm and said, "I didn't say anything wrong, so what are you afraid of? If you're not guilty, why won't you let people talk?"
"Do you have any evidence?" Lu Siqiao retorted, then pointed to the shop across the street and questioned, "Can I suspect that you are a spy sent by the other side to deliberately slander our Qiao House and lure customers there?"
"Unless you say you have absolutely no connection to the milk tea shop across the street?" she pressed.
Fang Jun felt guilty, took a step back, and said coldly, "I'm just telling the truth. So what if I work at the milk tea shop across the street? If I'm upright, I have nothing to fear. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
Unexpectedly, Lu Siqiao grabbed his sleeve and sneered, "You're no better than me! A womanizer who seduces underage girls, Young Master Fang, do you want me to tell everyone about your romantic escapades so they can judge for themselves!"
Fang Jun was shocked that Lu Siqiao knew about his womanizing ways. His face turned ashen, and he said harshly, "Don't change the subject. I'm the boss. Who hasn't been a bit of a womanizer in their youth? It's a matter of mutual consent. It's just that those women are too vain. I'm talking about those few right now; they're morally corrupt, and—"
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Zhang and the others take off their hats and masks.
With black hair, a buzz cut, sharp eyes that also held a hint of melancholy, and delicate features, he was undeniably a handsome man.
The fat man in the back had a comical air about him, and the monkey was also quite upright. Although they had the faces of passersby, they didn't look like bad guys at all.
Girls immediately exclaimed that Zhang was so handsome.
They couldn't sense anything about the "social youth" Fang Jun was talking about; they only thought the man was incredibly handsome, matching Qiao Wu's temperament perfectly, like a male protagonist straight out of a comic book.
"Oh, it's you, young man!"
At this moment, a woman squeezed out of the crowd, walked up to Zhang Wei, took his hand, and said, "Thanks to you last time, otherwise my life-saving money would have been stolen. I looked for you several times but couldn't find you. I never expected that you were an employee of Qiao House!"
Lu Siqiao then remembered that when she saw Zhang Wei for the second time, she thought he had stolen someone's wallet. She didn't expect that he was doing a good deed.
“This young man is a good person. I went to the bank to withdraw three thousand yuan last time, but I didn’t expect to be robbed by a thief. It was this young man who helped me get it back, and the thief was also caught by the police.” The old woman stared at Fang Jun and took the initiative to clarify Zhang Wei’s identity. She said excitedly, “No matter what he did before, now that he has turned over a new leaf, we should give him a chance.”
“The old lady is right!” The first female student to step forward said, tears streaming down her face. “This man is a good person. My family is poor and I had no money for food. I fainted on the roadside, and this man not only treated me to a meal for free, but also said that there is a donation fund for education in his shop. For every drink he buys, he will donate five cents to charity to those in need. I can fill out a form to apply. Not only that, he also let me work part-time at the shop so that I can support myself and earn my tuition.”
"Such a good person, which eye of yours is blind to call him a thug? If he really is a thug, then you are a mafia boss!" The old lady pointed at Fang Jun and retorted sharply.
Fang Jun suffered a loss and slunk away.
Zhang Wei chased after him.
"Fang Jun, stay away from Awan from now on!" he shouted angrily.
Fang Jun scoffed, "It's her who's been bothering me, okay? By the way, I'll soon beat you all to a pulp, so you won't even make a penny."
"Hmph, I'll wait and see." Zhang Wei clenched his fist, but no longer acted impulsively. Instead, he thought about competing with Zhang Wei in business.
After the guests left, Lu Siqiao said to them, "See? Besides being petty thugs, you can also become excellent Qiao House waiters. People's recognition of you is the greatest reward."
Little Fatty touched his head: "It feels so good to be praised. I will definitely be an honest person from now on and work hard to earn money to support my family."
“Besides work, you should also learn to read in your spare time.” Lu Siqiao smiled, took out an account book from her bag, and handed out pay slips to them. “This is last month’s salary, which was deposited into your bank accounts yesterday.”
Zhang Wei and the others eagerly opened the package and exclaimed, "So many!"
They actually made 500 yuan a month last month!
Isn't this much better than them getting a fixed salary?
"Sister Qiao, could you have miscalculated?" Fatty and Monkey asked cautiously, unable to believe it.
Lu Siqiao laughed and scolded, "In short, just do your job well and always put service first. You'll never go wrong! Your efforts will be directly proportional to our income."
Before leaving, she made a shushing gesture: "Don't flaunt your wealth, remember that!"
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