Chapter 127 Kneeling
Not only did the boy not let go, he seemed to be deliberately making trouble.
Instead, he used a lot of strength to pinch Ji Beichi's arm.
A red mark instantly appeared on Ji Beichi's fair arm.
When the people who were originally talking in the store heard the voice, they all looked towards Ji Beichi.
Many people raised their phones and started taking videos.
Xia Huaizhi was originally busy backstage, but when he heard the noise in the front hall, he hurried over.
She took a quick step forward, grabbed the boy's arm, and tried to make him let go of Ji Beichi's arm with a little force. She still had a smile on her face, but her tone was extremely cold:
"Sir, please let go of our cashier. If you don't let go of him, how can he fill your drink? If you continue to make trouble, we will have to call the police."
Although the corners of his mouth rose.
But the cold eyes and cold voice clearly contained a threat.
The boy felt waves of pain in his pinched arm, and he grimaced in pain, so he had to let go of Ji Beichi's arm.
He became even angrier.
Pointing at Ji Beichi's nose, he cursed:
"Fuck! What's the attitude of the people in your store? Is there anyone who serves people like you? Do you have a service spirit?
The customers are your gods, what is your attitude?
Didn’t I buy many desserts in your store?
Because of your attitude, I will file a complaint against your store and put you out of business. It’s bad enough that the clerk has a bad attitude, but the manager came and hit a customer. You even dared to pinch my hand and threaten me. Is there any law? ”
Ji Beichi looked at the boy, his tone was apologetic, but his eyes were extremely cold:
"I'm sorry, sir, I gave you a bad experience. It's my fault."
The boy burped twice loudly, his body swaying as if he would fall down at any moment. He sneered but still refused to give in:
"Oh, just kneel down and apologize with this attitude. If you kneel down, I will forgive you and I will not complain about your store. Otherwise, wait for me to complain about your store and make you unable to continue to run your business."
Xia Huaizhi grabbed Ji Beichi's arm, moved closer to him, and whispered,
"Go back to the cashier counter and leave this place alone. I'll take care of it."
Ji Beichi felt a warm current in his heart, nodded, and said softly:
"Okay, Xia."
He was about to turn and leave.
When the boy saw that he was about to leave, his expression became particularly distorted and he yelled at the top of his voice:
"Ji Beichi, if you dare to leave and don't kneel, I will smash this store. Kneel down and I won't cause any trouble."
Upon hearing this, Xia Huaizhi's face darkened and he took out his cell phone without hesitation to call the police.
When the boy saw him calling the police, he rushed forward with a look of madness and cruelty on his face and snatched the phone from Xia Huaizhi's hand.
The action was rough and brutal.
After snatching the phone, he swung his arm vigorously.
"Snap"
The phone fell to the ground.
The screen shattered into pieces in an instant, and fragments flew everywhere.
Then the boy took another step forward and pushed Xia Huaizhi's shoulder hard.
Xia Huaizhi staggered back a few steps due to the sudden push.
Seeing this, Ji Beichi hurried forward and supported Xia Huaizhi.
"Xia brother, are you okay?"
Xia Huaizhi shook his head. He looked at the boy opposite him. A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly retracted it.
At this moment, the boy seemed to sober up a little, and his eyes were no longer as blurry and chaotic as before.
But when his eyes swept across Ji Beichi's profile, a hint of malice flashed in his eyes.
"Call the police? Fuck! You dare to be the first to complain. If you dare to call the police, I dare too. I will let the police arrest you all. There are bugs in your cake shop. I just ate a cockroach. Your desserts here are very dirty."
As soon as these words were spoken, the guests went wild.
Those who were still eating cake had their forks suspended in mid-air.
He looked at the dessert in front of him with some disgust.
Even if it is fake, they still find it disgusting. They can imagine the scene of eating cockroaches and it is extremely disgusting.
Everyone put down their spoons and started whispering to each other.
Ji Beichi looked at the boy in front of him.
He knew very well in his heart that this man was not simply drunk and mad, but was clearly looking for trouble on purpose.
If the stalemate and quarrel continue like this.
This store may be affected.
When he was working before, he often encountered such unreasonable people.
These people just want to see others make a fool of themselves.
As long as they are satisfied, they will soon stop making trouble.
I remember the first time I met this kind of person.
At that time, he didn't know how to compromise, and faced customers' difficulties directly and confronted them head-on.
However, such an approach ultimately resulted in only being fired.
Since then, he gradually realized that in some situations, it is better to bow your head if you can. There is really no need to lose the job you rely on for a living just to satisfy your momentary desire.
Over the years, he has knelt several times to keep his job.
Every time, those who were obviously trying to make things difficult for him would leave satisfied after seeing him lower his head.
Now, after meeting Lin Tian, he understood more. He seemed to care less and less about dignity and felt that face was no longer important.
After all, he is already at the bottom of society, and in the face of cruel reality, face is completely worthless.
The more you resist, the more likely you are to be bullied by others.
Therefore, he no longer wanted to care about whether to kneel down, nor did he want to worry about the so-called dignity issue.
He knew that if the stalemate continued, it would have a huge negative impact on the store.
If kneeling down could solve the current trouble.
So, what's the big deal about kneeling down?
What's more, the boss was very good to him, so if he caused any trouble for the store, he would have to solve it himself.
The thought flashed through his mind, and he glanced at the camera in the corner. He lowered his head, bent his knees suddenly, and knelt on the ground covered with broken cell phone pieces and cake crumbs.
My knee collided with the ground and there was a sharp pain.
But there was no expression on his face, and he remained indifferent.
Ji Beichi raised his head and looked at the boy, with just the right amount of apology in his eyes, and his voice was steady, neither humble nor arrogant:
"Sir, I'm sorry, it's my attitude that's the problem."
This scene happened too suddenly. Xia Huaizhi widened his eyes and looked at Ji Beichi who was kneeling on the ground.
shock.
He and Ji Beichi have known each other for about a year.
It was the first time he saw him so disregarding his dignity.
Xia Huaizhi was stunned for a few seconds, then he reacted, quickly bent down, and used both hands to pull Ji Beichi up.
Ji Beichi looked up at him, and when their eyes met, he gave Xia Huaizhi a reassuring look and smiled, telling Xia Huaizhi not to worry, as he didn't think there was anything wrong, and he had other plans besides.
When the boy saw Ji Beichi really kneeling down, his body swayed, his face full of pride, and he pointed at Ji Beichi on the ground and laughed sarcastically:
"Did you see that? Ji Beichi knelt down. He's still the school hunk? He's not even worthy of carrying my shoes. He has no dignity at all, and there are still people who like him. It's so funny."
Ji Beichi pretended not to hear anything, holding the cup in his hand, with no ripples on his face:
"Sir, I'll get you a drink."
The boy ignored Ji Beichi at all.
A face full of disgust.
He kicked a half-broken cup that was rolling nearby, and the cup hit the table leg with a clang.
He raised his phone and looked at Xia Huaizhi with a hint of provocation on his face:
"Hey, are you the manager here? The store manager? How much do you want to pay for this table, plates, and other utensils? Name your price."
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