Even the God of Quick Transmigration Needs an Assessment

After class, Yuewu could take a break for a while. She planned to go to the cafeteria for lunch first. The food at the prestigious school was exceptional, with top chefs from all over the country recruited. Every day, she had to worry about which restaurant to eat at.

However, she won't have to worry about that anymore. Judging from Hai's father's attitude, she will be kicked out soon, and she might not even be able to afford food, let alone what to eat.

In order to complete the mission smoothly, she needs to make as much money as possible before she is driven away. Over the years, the original owner has accumulated some assets. After being tempered in the previous world, she has learned various ways to make money. If she makes more money, even if her parents quarrel in the future, she will be able to support them.

Although her identity was exposed, Hai's father still treated her and He Sui equally at Hai's mother's request, and they received the same living expenses. With the idea that she could lose anything but her own food, Yuewu directly chose the second-floor cafeteria.

In Shengxi, not only are people divided into different classes, but even the dining hall is categorized into different levels.

The first floor offers discounted set meals, which are usually eaten by students admitted through special admissions who don't have much money. The food is good, inexpensive, and has a wide variety of dishes, so it's not bad.

The second floor is luxurious and exquisite, but there's a reason for the high price. The taste is undeniable; one bite makes you want to put all your money into your meal card.

When Yuewu arrived on the second floor, she randomly found a seat, scanned the QR code on the table, and started ordering. She ordered one xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), and a serving of the white-cut chicken that she claimed to have grown up listening to music. For a balanced diet, vegetables were essential, so she ordered a small portion of steamed bok choy. Finally, she ordered a plate of T-country fragrant rice. A perfect meal was about to be born.

The order was shipped, and Yuewu smiled with satisfaction, eagerly awaiting its arrival.

The cafeteria chefs were all experienced. They took out the prepared ingredients and served the food in no time. A girl with bangs pushed a food cart toward her. Yuewu had been watching her meal closely, so as soon as she got closer, she saw her own menu number on the food cart. She could enjoy the food without too much waiting. It seemed that today would be a good day.

The cart came over, along with a strong sense of malice, so strong that even Yuewu couldn't help but look at her. It was that girl with bangs; she vaguely remembered her, but the two hadn't interacted much. She wondered where she had offended her. With so much malice, she was curious about what had happened between them.

There are special work-study positions in the college, so the restaurant waiters are basically all specially admitted students. Yuewu sized up the girl. She had bangs and wore glasses. She looked like an honest and ordinary girl. Could it be that the original owner had bullied her? But it was unlikely. It was true that the original owner had a bad temper, but she was too spoiled and arrogant. She looked down on people of lower status than her. She would snort coldly if she even glanced at them. Naturally, she would not waste time bullying people. He Sui was simply caused by the original owner's love-struck brain.

The malice was palpable. The girl, with a mocking expression, rudely and impolitely slammed her plates onto the table, one after another. The crisp clanging sound was accompanied by splashing soup. Watching this, Yuewu frowned. As the sound faded, her good mood for eating vanished as well. She could tolerate everything else, but she couldn't stand the insult to her food.

"What do you think of me?"

Yuewu didn't even look at her. She took out a tissue and slowly wiped away the splattered oil and soup. Her face was stern and her back was straight, making her look very imposing.

Jiang Mingyue hesitated for a moment, but then she quickly regained her composure when she thought of Yuewu's current status. She was no longer the pampered heiress of the Hai family, but a thief whose father gambled away his mother and who had died, and who could only enjoy wealth by shamelessly clinging to others. Although her family was only middle class and not well-known in Shengxi, they were still much better off than Yuewu was now. The arrogance that had been suppressed before was now completely countered.

With a smirk, she said in a sarcastic tone, "Hmph, how dare I? How could I possibly have a problem with Miss Hai? If anyone should have a problem, it should be He Sui, who has had his happy life stolen for over 20 years and is now living under the same roof as a thief."

She raised her head and looked seriously at Jiang Mingyue. She looked honest but was more talkative than she had imagined. Without any blame or insult, she humiliated Yuewu from head to toe. There was no way to refute the relationship between her and He Sui. Although the original owner did not intentionally take over the identity, she truly enjoyed everything that belonged to He Sui. She was not innocent, and that was indisputable.

Yuewu still had no impression of her. The original owner's family background was considered top-tier in the second tier of Shengxi. People fawned over her every day, and although there were many people coming and going, few left a deep impression. However, from her words, one could vaguely discover the reason why she was resented—He Sui.

But on what grounds does this person criticize her? A waitress with a terrible attitude?

Yuewu took her hand from beside the chair and placed it on the table. She clicked play and considerately turned up the volume so that Jiang Mingyue, who was standing next to her, could hear it without disturbing others.

It was Jiang Mingyue's sarcastic words and even the impatient clanging sound when she served the dishes that made Yuewu realize her malice. How could she be completely unprepared? She could take this opportunity to give the others a good talking-to.

"What do you think would happen if this recording were played for the restaurant management?"

Although Yuewu has lost power, she is now a customer. How can Jiang Mingyue, a waitress hired by the restaurant, treat customers with such an attitude?

Their company specializes in catering for private schools across the country, serving many children of high-ranking officials and wealthy families. Regardless of Yuewu's status, if a waiter targets a customer based on personal feelings today, what will happen tomorrow? If they offend some powerful figure who could sanction their company, they'll all be finished. Therefore, all employees receive basic training before taking up their posts, the most important of which is to respect every customer.

Besides, we live in the internet age. If this kind of thing gets out, it will damage the company's reputation. If everyone knows that an employee dares to bully customers, who would dare to cooperate with them? Those high-ranking officials and dignitaries all care about their reputation.

Jiang Mingyue wasn't stupid; she immediately connected the dots and her face turned pale. Hai Qingwu had always been straightforward, relying on her status, and would directly curse anyone she disliked. Who would have thought that the usually foolish young lady would come up with such a treacherous trick?

Jiang Mingyue gritted her teeth. She had finally waited for the person she disliked to fall from grace, but she refused to back down easily. She still stubbornly said, "This recording doesn't prove anything. Do you still think you're that Miss Hai? Even if you have the recording, it's useless. Who will listen to you?"

Jiang Mingyue wasn't sure if the restaurant would support her, but if she wavered, it meant she had lost. She deliberately made sarcastic remarks in an attempt to discourage Yuewu.

"Oh, how come I didn't know that Shengxi produced such an amazing person?"

A playful male voice rang out. Before anyone could see who it was, Wen Jinxuan stepped forward, took Yuewu's phone, and held it to his chin. He narrowed his eyes and asked in a very authoritative tone, "If she can't, then may I, Miss?"

Another soft sneer came from behind. He took a few steps forward, put his arm around Wen Jinxuan's shoulder, tilted his head and laughed arrogantly. The youthful exuberance was overwhelming. It was Lu Shi'an. "If that doesn't work, how about adding me? Are you qualified?"

Jiang Mingyue's forced composure crumbled completely, her face turning extremely ugly. Things had started to spiral out of control ever since the recording of Yuewu. Unexpectedly, one prince after another came to her aid, seemingly to inquire but actually looking down on her, their words full of threats.

"Of course, it was all a misunderstanding. It was all my fault for making Miss Hai feel uncomfortable. I apologize, I'm so sorry!"

Jiang Mingyue knew the seriousness of the problem. A wise person knows when to yield. She wasn't stupid; she could tell what was important and what was not. However, if it were Yuewu, she might be able to get away with it by flattering her. But with Wen Jinxuan and Lu Shi'an involved, things would be different.

She might be given a red card, and then be targeted and ostracized by all the prince's admirers; she'll be finished.

Wen Jinxuan ignored her and instead focused his gaze on Yue Wu, asking her gently, "Qing Wu, what do you want to do?"

Yuewu was unaware of the change in their attitudes. She didn't remember them having such a good relationship with the original owner of this body, and that they would take the initiative to stand up for her. However, since they were offering their help, she figured she might as well take advantage of it.

"Since you're so impatient with serving dishes, then you should quit, don't you think?"

She's already been very kind. The usual procedure is to humiliate, then torment, and finally isolate them. Making her lose her job is already lenient, and...

I glanced at Jiang Mingyue's clothes from head to toe. She was dressed in designer brands, unlike a poor special admission student. I should give the work-study position to someone who really needs it.

Jiang Mingyue gritted her teeth and nodded helplessly in agreement.

Her family was relatively wealthy and had some connections. Her parents had both worked their way up from the bottom and knew that connections were essential for doing business. They knew that it would be difficult for them to climb into the ranks of the truly wealthy through normal means. So, her father came up with a roundabout way to send her to St. Hee-Hsieh Academy to build connections. The tuition was a bit expensive, but it was worth it compared to the resources she could gain.

So she was packaged and sent here. Outside, she was a glamorous and enviable student at a prestigious university. But at school, she was just a drab sparrow, utterly ordinary compared to the real heiresses.

She tried her best to please them, lowered her status, and made a special effort to find out the young ladies' preferences and run errands for them. Although she did manage to secure a few business deals for the family, the feeling of being humble was very unpleasant.

Moreover, in order to integrate into the group of young ladies, it is impossible to do without luxurious and expensive clothes. Only by matching their appearance will they look at her with respect, instead of treating her as a plaything to be used at will.

Clothes and jewelry are expensive, and the allowance her parents give her is simply not enough to support her extravagant spending. So she decided to work part-time to support herself. She got the job by flattering her teacher and deliberately playing the victim. It was an easy job that allowed her to get in touch with the elite, a job that many people would dream of.

But now it's going to be ruined by Yuewu. As expected, Yuewu is such a hateful person. She was the most difficult young lady to please back then, and now that she's fallen on hard times, she's still making things difficult for me.

Really annoying!

However, things won't be easy for her from now on.

Feeling a little better, he lowered his head and left with a mischievous grin.