Young Master Gong, your vest has fallen off!

Chapter 792 Why are you here again

"Why are you here again?"

"Master Gong said that he will pay the bill within half an hour, and it is nineteen now." The general manager looked at the time and said.

Fei Chuyan looked at him puzzled, "So?"

The general manager's smile froze, "I thought of a way, as long as you go to the back kitchen to wash a hundred dishes, you can offset your consumption."

"How much did we spend?" Fei Chuyan thought for a while.

"One thousand. I think you also know that Young Master Gong has nothing to do with Mr. Huang Pu. All his bank cards have been frozen and his cash has been stolen." The general manager sized her up and asked, "You and Mr. What's the matter, young master?"

"This seems to be private, I have no right to tell." Fei Chuyan said with a smirk.

"No matter what your relationship is, today's consumption is half of yours. Young Master Gong is no longer the Young Master Gong. Today's 1000 yuan is probably not something he can give in a short while."

Such words are full of irony.

But she knew it was true, his card had been frozen, his cash had been stolen, and she didn't know where he got it.

Fei Chuyan looked at him angrily, turned his head and glanced at the door, but no one opened the door and entered.

She stood up and said, "Where's the dishwashing room?"

Isn't it just a hundred bowls, she washes them!
This can save Gong Beijue 1000 yuan.

The general manager called the waiter and said, "Take her to the dishwashing room. Tell her the rules."

"Yes. Come with me"

The waiter led the way for her, and Fei Chuyan followed behind.

Are there rules for washing dishes?
This restaurant is really strict.

The waiter brought Fei Chuyan to the dishwashing room, opened the door and beckoned her to go in.

Fei Chuyan looked at him and walked in, and the waiter closed the door behind him.

Fei Chuyan walked in and saw the oil-stained plates on the floor, and looked around suspiciously.

Why is there no one.

Suddenly a middle-aged woman wearing a restaurant logo walked over from inside.

"Just these plates. According to our restaurant's regulations, if you break one, you will get five more, and if you don't wash it, you will get ten more. Wash it quickly."

"It's less added than if it's not washed." Fei Chuyan couldn't help asking.

Shouldn't breaking a plate be worse?
"Of course not. This is a high-end restaurant. If the plate is broken, you can pay for it. If the plate is not cleaned, the customer will never come again. If the restaurant has a bad reputation, the restaurant will face bankruptcy. So you wash carefully, and I will check them one by one. .You wash it and I'm leaving." The middle-aged woman said and was about to leave.

Fei Chuyan noticed that there were no gloves for washing the dishes and hurriedly said, "Auntie doesn't have gloves."

"Auntie, who is your auntie?" The middle-aged woman's face turned blue with anger.

Fei Chuyan reacted and said with a sneer, "Why doesn't sister have gloves?"

"Without gloves, you won't be able to wash them clean with gloves on." The middle-aged woman walked towards the kitchen, "There are still people coming to high-end restaurants to eat Bawang meals these days. I really haven't seen them before."

Fei Chuyan was annoyed at the greasy plate on the ground, squatted on the ground, picked up a plate and put it into the water of dish soap, gasped when it touched the water.

It's so cold, shouldn't you use warm water to wash dishes in winter?

Fei Chuyan rubbed his hands and looked at the water full of foam, bit his lower lip, reached into the water, picked up the plate and began to clean it seriously.

After an unknown amount of time, Fei Chuyan's squatting legs felt a little numb. She exhaled and stood up, looking at the clean dishes beside her and smiling.

(End of this chapter)