Chapter 3 Want to cry but no tears
The bald man spoke.
Everyone looked at the bald man.
Ye Zhenzhen's heart tightened. Hasn't this big brother passed out from drinking?
The guests were whispering that the brand company was treating them today, and Shen Guangtou, a provincial representative, was going to pay for it? Was he really drunk?
"Are you their leader?" The bald man pointed at Ye Zhenzhen and the other two.
The minister smiled and nodded:
"Yes, what's up, boss? Is there anything wrong with the service today?"
The bald man was lying on the sofa like a puddle of meat paste, only his round belly was standing upright. He was holding a microphone in his hand:
"You waiter, cut off my song, said you wanted to drink six bottles to apologize, but you left without finishing the wine..."
What was supposed to come finally came! Ye Zhenzhen stared at her toes. She stood in the dock like an unforgivable villain, facing the fierce gazes from the audience, waiting for the judge to pronounce her sentence.
She kept her head down, the time was so long and terrifying, she didn't know what would happen next, her hands and feet were shackled and chained, so she couldn't resist or argue. It is a rule in the service industry not to argue with customers.
The director smiled ingratiatingly and half leaned forward, "I'm very sorry! Boss, the company's training is not up to standard, please forgive me."
"She's new to the job, and probably hasn't developed her drinking capacity yet. You're a generous person, so why don't I drink the rest for her? Is that okay with you?"
Ye Zhenzhen looked up at the minister, feeling somewhat grateful. Even though the minister was only doing it for work, he was really helping her clean up the mess and resolving her situation.
"Who are you to her? Why are you serving her... Is this how you serve her?" the bald man continued to pester.
The minister couldn't help but put his hand to his mouth and said with a standard smile:
"Boss, we are just colleagues. The company's service training is not in place. I apologize to you on her behalf. Please calm down..."
Ye Zhenzhen stood in the box, dozens of eyes looked at her, but unfortunately there was no crack in the ground. Those playful, pitying, and condescending eyes lashed at her again and again, and every wound was bleeding, and every wound was shocking, and every whip was deafening.
The aloof and refreshing man couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and raised his hand gently, "Give me the bill."
The man's light words interrupted the trial and ended Ye Zhenzhen's despair.
Her heart, which had risen to her throat, instantly fell to the ground. The wounds on her skin were still hot from the raging fire, and they lasted for a long time.
Ye Zhenzhen felt like she was on fire, and the embarrassment was like the scorching sun in the dog days of summer. But the work was not over yet. After paying the bill, the waiter had to escort the guests to the elevator. She endured the embarrassment and continued her work process.
Ye Zhenzhen and Li Ling escorted the guests to the elevator, bowed with a smile and said:
"Please walk slowly and welcome to visit next time!"
Watching the elevator door close, Ye Zhenzhen instantly lost her temper, her mouth drooping as she muttered, "It's over! I can't escape the criticism and fine tomorrow!"
Li Ling dragged her steps lazily, "Hey! I was so busy finding fault with the customer that I forgot to ask for his phone number and WeChat!"
Ye Zhenzhen turned around and glanced at Li Ling, with a look of despair on her face, "I'm scared of that bald guy. I don't want to meet them again!"
Li Ling raised her elbow and tapped Ye Zhenzhen. Only then did she notice that a tall and handsome man was walking towards her. He was the customer who had just paid the bill.
"Please walk slowly and welcome to visit next time!"
The two men quickly bowed to the guests.
A light woody cedar scent, with a hint of chill, entered Ye Zhenzhen's nose. In an instant, she felt as if she were climbing a towering snow-capped mountain, surrounded by lush green cypresses and a cold north wind. It was chilling and charming, alienated and refreshing.
The man brushed past Ye Zhenzhen with a refreshing breath. He still answered the phone calmly and expressionlessly, and his indifferent eyes accidentally swept across the work badge on Ye Zhenzhen's chest.
Ye Zhenzhen quickly turned aside and walked quickly to the lounge. She just hoped that the guests didn't hear her complaints and didn't see her work badge. If she talked about the guests behind their backs and was heard by the guests, she would be fined.
She changed back into casual clothes and flat shoes, and her feet, which had been constipated all night, were finally free, but her heart was still beating fast.
"Ye Zhenzhen!"
She was walking towards the employee passage to go home after get off work when an unkind voice stopped her.
"Manager." Ye Zhenzhen turned around and lowered her head, waiting to be scolded.
"What's wrong with you? You screwed up on your first day of internship! How did you train?"
"You don't want to make money anymore? All your information has been stolen?"
The manager had a round beer belly and a serious face.
"No, no, manager, I didn't mean to cut his song. It was that female guest who gave priority. The guest asked me to drink six bottles of wine to apologize. I drank four bottles and went to the bathroom to vomit. When I came out of the bathroom, the guest was dancing, and then she paid the bill..."
Ye Zhenzhen lowered her head, and her voice became lower and lower as she spoke.
"Forget it! It's past twelve o'clock, just go home after get off work! Be more careful next time."
Maybe it was because she had a good attitude and obeyed the rules, or maybe the leader wanted to establish his authority in front of the newcomer. Fortunately, the manager did not embarrass her too much after using both kindness and force. After saying this, the manager turned around and left.
The lights in the KTV were bright, and piano music was playing in the magnificent lobby. The busy waiter opened the door of the private room with drinks, and the guests' passionate singing and exaggerated laughter overflowed.
Not far away, a beauty staggered forward, holding onto the wall of the corridor. Her 10-centimeter-high stiletto heels were in danger of failing to support her body in the next second. She stopped her scattered steps and slid down the wall slowly under the frame of the imitation of "Madame Pompadour". Two winding tear marks rolled down her face, which was heavily painted with foundation.
There was a purple velvet curtain in the corner of the lounge, which served as a dressing room for the girls to change clothes. The employees who were off work changed clothes behind the curtain and discussed loudly the guests they met today through the curtain. When they talked about the funny things, they laughed until their voices became hoarse and their throats broke.
The moon was dim and the stars were sparse. The city had gradually fallen asleep, leaving only the street lights awake. A few vehicles passed through the night, and the night wind woke me up a little from my drunkenness.
In the open-air parking lot on the first floor, the security guard carefully supported the guest who was dancing the yangge dance. The designated driver took the guest's car keys, politely opened the door, and stuffed the drunk guest into the car.
Ye Zhenzhen felt a little dizzy and didn't dare to ride the electric scooter. She reluctantly spent five yuan to take a tricycle home.
Back to the 300 yuan monthly rent room, which was a small attic built between the stairwells of the first and second floors. She forced herself to take a shower and sat on the narrow bed with her knees hugged. After finally passing the training and starting her internship, she thought the hardest days were finally over, but she didn't expect that on the first day she would learn how difficult life is.
I remember the half month of training, when I practiced etiquette every day. I practiced standing posture, with a book on my head, a ballpoint pen between my teeth, a book between my knees, and high heels standing for half an hour; with a book on my head, a tray in my hand, and high heels walking in a straight line, I couldn’t shake, my hands couldn’t tremble, and I had to be elegant at all times; I practiced a 90-degree bow, a standard squat posture…
I also need to take time to memorize information, such as the minimum consumption for each box, the prices of drinks, fruit plates, cups, etc., and the service process...
If you pass the above assessment, you can participate in the internship. There is no salary during the three-day internship period, and you can officially start work after the internship period.
She was still unfamiliar with this job and the environment. Less than 23 years old, she was still childish and naive. She couldn't help feeling dazed when she stepped into the mixed nightclub.
Ye Zhenzhen was bullied, but she had no desire to cry, nor did she intend to give up. She had to persevere, and someone taught her to be strong.