As the father picked up the little boy, the boy suddenly swung his leg and kicked several glasses of juice off the table in a sweeping motion.
Splash!
After a crisp sound, the glass shattered on the floor.
Everyone in the room was stunned, including Xia Xiaolu.
The father reacted quickly, grabbing his child and firing the first shot at Xia Xiaolu: "What's wrong with you? You knew there were children around, so why didn't you put the cups back on the table? Now you've broken so many cups, what are you going to do about it!"
How can you blame me for this?
Xia Xiaolu rolled her eyes inwardly. She had been working here for almost two months. What kind of customers hadn't she seen?
Judging from her demeanor, it's clear she doesn't want to pay compensation and is trying to shirk responsibility.
But she really chose the wrong person.
Xia Xiaolu would never tolerate such injustice.
She smiled, revealing two dimples, and said, "There's nothing I can do, you'll just have to pay me back."
"Pay us money?! Why should we pay us money?!"
The middle-aged woman, who had originally intended to act like a wealthy lady and have her husband take the lead, widened her eyes immediately upon hearing that she would have to pay compensation.
"It was clearly your fault for not putting the cup away properly, why should we pay for it?! Where's your manager? Call your manager here, I'm going to file a complaint against you!"
If you really ask Sister Lin to come, Sister Lin will side with Xia Xiaolu.
But Xia Xiaolu didn't want to be bothered by such a small thing.
So she stopped laughing and looked at them with disdain, saying, "These cups were kicked down by your son. Even if you complain about me, it was your son who kicked them down, and you still have to pay for them."
Hearing her say that, the middle-aged man suddenly became furious. He put his son down on the ground, rushed over, and slapped Xia Xiaolu across the face.
She was certain that the staff here wouldn't dare to lay a hand on her. In fact, she was more than happy that Xia Xiaolu would do something to her, so that she would have more confidence to renege on her debt.
Unfortunately, she misjudged the person.
Xia Xiaolu was slapped, but instead of getting angry, she leaned towards the door, grabbed the doorknob, spun around to catch her breath, adjusted her position, and slowly fell to the ground, stumbling and rolling all the way into the corridor.
"Ah! Help!"
She opened her mouth and called out, attracting the attention of the guests, waiters, and Sister Lin walking in the corridor.
When Sister Lin and several waiters saw her fall to the ground like that, they were all startled and quickly helped her up.
Several guests stopped to watch the commotion, and Sister Lin asked anxiously, "Are you alright? What happened?"
Two clear tears rolled down Xia Xiaolu's cheeks. She bit her lip, her big, tearful eyes looking at the supervisor, and shouted in a voice loud enough for the guests on the third floor to hear.
"Sister Lin, the guests in my private room broke several cups. They don't want to pay for it, and they even hit me!"
The guests standing at the door of the private room were already stunned by her superb acting skills in staging an accident, and they were even more speechless after being accused like this.
Seeing that the surrounding guests were pointing and whispering about them, they were all ashamed and hurriedly hid back in the private room.
Sister Lin wiped away Xia Xiaolu's tears, looked at the slap mark on her face with heartache, and went into the house in her high heels.
The people in the room looked at each other, speechless.
Usually, they're the ones who try to extort money from hotels, but this is the first time a hotel employee has openly tried to extort money from them!
Sister Lin gave a forced smile: "Distinguished guests, if you have any complaints, please let us know. We have several suggestion boxes on the first and second floors. Why resort to violence? Those who can come here to eat are all people of status. It's not very respectable to make such a scene over a few cups."
The middle-aged man's face flushed red, and he couldn't utter a single word of his previous sophistry towards Xia Xiaolu.
Although Xia Xiaolu was faking an accident, she did actually hit someone, and the whole hotel knew about it. How could she possibly defend herself?
I never expected this little brat to be so cunning!
Despite his young age, his acting is quite good.
She didn't use much force in that slap; she just wanted to scare the child.
That child, on the other hand, acted as if she had used the legendary Iron Sand Palm technique!
The father of the middle-aged man who had been silent finally spoke up, but he wasn't speaking to Sister Lin; he was speaking to the middle-aged man himself.
"What a lousy hotel! It's a rip-off! I told you not to come here, just eat at home, but you wouldn't listen. Look what happened, you got ripped off! Let's go, let's go, we're never coming here again. We'll go back and tell everyone not to eat at this rip-off place!"
Sister Lin raised her chin, showing no mercy to them: "Our hotel doesn't welcome rude guests like you either."
The family walked to the cashier, grumbling and cursing. At the cashier, they made a scene because the cup was too expensive, and the scene continued until the security guards were alerted, at which point they finally left.
Sister Lin comforted Xia Xiaolu for a while with concern, but Xia Xiaolu didn't take it seriously at all.
He has been practicing ancient martial arts since childhood, and he has suffered all kinds of grievances.
If she were to become melancholic over a slap like that, she would have died of depression long ago!
She wasn't sad, angry, or aggrieved at all; on the contrary, she was happy that she had escaped being caught for being late.
With a smile always on his face, he quickly tidied up his private room and ran up to the third floor.
The third floor houses VIP rooms, each four or five times the size of Xia Xiaolu's room.
These private rooms are used to receive VIP guests; many leaders have dined here.
The waiters here are all very capable; they all have at least a college diploma and are quite good-looking.
Li Yuqing is the best waiter here.
She was an undergraduate student with an inexplicable air of aloofness and refinement, unlike the working-class girls who had been struggling in society since childhood.
So Jin Wei is right.
Li Yuqing was very self-righteous and looked down on this group of vulgar, uneducated, and unambitious laborers who would argue endlessly over a few dollars every day.
However, Xia Xiaolu was an exception.
Xia Xiaolu quietly pushed open the door to the private room. She didn't know who Director Song had invited, but there was only one table occupied in the huge private room.
And they were all men.
As soon as she entered, the people at the table all looked over warily, even Li Yuqing, who was pouring red wine with a decanter, looked at her.
Li Yuqing is tall and has long legs. A simple white shirt and black vest look incredibly good on her.
She held a white cloth in one hand and a decanter in the other, her movements slow and elegant. The red wine slowly poured down into the stemmed glass, looking like a still painting from afar.
No wonder she gets the highest base salary here. Xia Xiaolu only glanced at her a few times before she dared not look again. She consciously walked to the table near the door, placed some of the plates that had been cleared away, and quickly put them away. She also filled all the kettles with water before coming out and closing the door to the private room.
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