Chapter 542: Being Bullied While Delivering Food

d at the door and, upon hearing Xiao Zhu's voice, froze in her tracks."She's gone," Pei Haoran said, his voice laced with irritation."What went away I clearly heard you telling her not to come in. Hey...Zhu Xiaowei walked through the narrow alley, turned a corner onto the main road, and walked for about ten minutes before turning left again...

She kept turning her head back.

Perhaps it was just an illusion, the daylight seemed bright, the Parisian streets wouldn't be this disorderly, she still had to get to the restaurant where she worked.

Zhu Xiaowei's current job is helping out in the restaurant kitchen. Because she just started yesterday, she can only do some odd jobs for now. This job was introduced to her by Emma, so the older employees at the restaurant are quite kind to her and always tell her not to be nervous and take it slow.

"Little WeiWei, why don't you use the new lipstick I gave you"

The restaurant owner is Dutch. Her restaurant is a century-old establishment in the area, founded by her grandfather, inherited by her father, and now passed down to her.

And the landlady also said that her great-great-grandfather used to be a pirate, and she even said that this shop was robbed. Whether it's true or not, Zhu Xiaowei found it very interesting to hear about.

This restaurant is not very large, with two chefs, one called Mr. Mustache and the other the wife of Mr. Mustache's cousin. This couple’s French seafood cheese soup is quite famous in this area, attracting many local regulars.

Uncle Hu and his wife often quarrel in the kitchen, about trivial matters like what side dishes to use that day. Things can even escalate to them wielding knives and hurling insults at each other.

However, I hear that Huzi Shu and his wife are very loving. Because Mrs. Huzi Shu has health problems and can't have children, their life is too boring, so they argue as a way to pass the time. They also often compare their swordsmanship skills.

Besides, the restaurant has a fixed couple of elderly people over 60 years old who have been working here for more than 40 years. They are mainly responsible for the restaurant's food procurement and inventory, as well as the monthly bills, operating statements, and employee salaries and tax filing.

The highest turnover among new employees is for servers, who are generally part-time students.

And their landlady basically didn't care about anything, she would come around every day out of boredom, treating the employees like family, trusting them completely.

Yesterday, her pirate descendant boss lady also gave her a very bright red brand lipstick. "I'm working in the kitchen for now, I don't need to use that lipstick temporarily. I will definitely try it when I have the opportunity," Zhu Xiaowei replied with a shy smile.

"Goodness, even when working in the kitchen, we women must always maintain our elegance and beauty."

The proprietress, with her hands akimbo, waved her left hand adorned with freshly painted bright crimson nails and earnestly lectured her.

Zhu Xiaowei smiled but said nothing.

"The work in the kitchen is too tiring, I think Xiaowei should be like me and go outside to greet guests."

Camille also works at this restaurant. She just changed into her work uniform, and the dining area is already full of customers. Their shop isn't big, only ten tables, with two seats per table. It's mainly because their owner is not ambitious and insists on providing precise service to customers, refusing to expand. They also hope that employees can get a good rest.

But the fact is just the opposite. It's precisely because they have few tables that, especially among young people, curious diners are willing to wait for even ten or half a month to make a reservation. They insist on having a meal there, so the staff remain incredibly busy.

Especially restaurant kitchens are under immense pressure. The higher the expectations of diners, the more energetic chefs become each day, facing their work like a battlefield.

"I think working in the kitchen is great, I can learn a lot." Zhu Xiaowei still had her gentle and reserved smile.

Yesterday, Uncle Hu praised her for the Chinese congee soup she cooked and said that if it were on the menu, it would definitely be popular with customers. Uncle Hu's wife is actually best at baking cakes, and she also wants to learn how to make Western-style cakes. Working in the kitchen makes it convenient to learn from a master.

"My restaurant will depend on you guys from now on."

Their boss's wife laughed heartily, waving her hand dismissively. She didn't even glance at the invoice, and then she went off on another spree.

The restaurant was doing so well that it was always packed, even during regular hours. Because the owner's laissez-faire management style allowed for a lot of freedom, Camille, a loyal employee, decided to take matters into her own hands for the sake of the restaurant's future and secretly applied for an online ordering system.

"My God, Camille, you know we're all swamped. Why are you getting us this delivery service Where did Camille go Cancel it ASAP! How do I even turn this thing off"

The old employee at the checkout counter rushed into the kitchen, slapping a smartphone on the table. "Who, any of you guys can fix this, it's driving me nuts! Damn it, that Kamil guy actually snuck off early, who among you quickly helps me look, contact the customers who ordered online, our store isn't making money, we need to clock out on time."

This is a laid-back restaurant.

Getting these online food orders is just asking for trouble!

Although Paris is an international metropolis, its online food delivery service is not as developed as in China. Especially, the delivery time usually takes more than an hour, which definitely affects the taste of the food and may lead to some unnecessary misunderstandings and negative reviews.

Zhu Xiaowei saw the restaurant's head cashier, an older woman, frantically staring at her smartphone. She couldn't help but chuckle and walked over, saying, "Let me take a look."

It turned out that this morning Camille suggested to the restaurant that they apply for an online food ordering service. As a result, someone actually placed an order, and it was quite far away, 20 kilometers. The delivery fee ended up being more expensive than the food itself.

"The customer has successfully placed an order online. We can't unilaterally cancel the order, as it would negatively impact our restaurant." Zhu Xiaowei explained honestly.

"What should we do then"

The restaurant's finance manager doesn't understand these newfangled technologies. The old employees here are conservatives and inherently resist new things. Ordering food casually online is unacceptable; it should be done properly, sitting down in a comfortable environment to enjoy the meal.

"Damn Camille, I'm going to give her a piece of my mind tomorrow. No, I'm going to deduct it from her next month's salary."

"I'm going to deliver food."

Zhu Xiaowei volunteered. Camille had helped her so much, of course she couldn't just stand by and watch her get docked pay.

"You" The finance aunt sized her up, seeming to find Zhu Xiaowei's petite appearance rather unreliable. "You don't know the environment here, and you're going 20 kilometers away to deliver food to a stranger. Aren't you afraid of danger"

"How could that be"

Zhu Xiaowei thinks that the people here should really embrace new things. Delivering food, isn't that just what those delivery guys in China do all the time

However, as the saying goes, if you don't listen to your elders, you'll suffer in the present.

Zhu Xiao Wei tried her best to use her tiptoeing method, following the address she had been given, and finally found the customer's home.

Result, she knocked on the door. The door opened, and a very slovenly, sleazy, fat otaku came out. He glanced at her, his eyes lingering on her chest for two seconds. Just as Zhu Xiaowei thought this man was too rude...

This fat pig even dared to snatch the food bag right out of her hand with his thick, muscular hands, and then, with a bang, he slammed the door shut.

She hasn't received the payment yet!!

She personally delivered it and hasn't even charged for gas yet!

< Zhu Xiaowei was very angry and desperately pounded on the door, "You haven't paid yet!" >

"Open the door, open it now, or I'll call the police!"

What I originally thought was justice suddenly made sense when the other party, with a menacing look, opened the door again. "What are you saying!" The other party spoke in a hoarse voice, their tone clearly a warning.

Two more men, dressed shabbily, came out and looked at her with obvious ill intent. "Come inside and play with big brother," they said, their voices dripping with a creepy laughter.

As they spoke, they looked around. Seeing that there were no passersby at the time, their eyes lit up with lust. They immediately whispered to each other. One of them, a greasy man with an urgent desire, grabbed her slender wrist with his oily palm and tried to drag her into the house.

Zhu Xiaowei was completely stunned, only recovering her senses when she was forcefully dragged. She cried out in alarm.

A figure dashed out from the left.

"Who are you Mind your own business..."

Pei Haoran's face was ashen, "Let her go immediately!" His right hand clenched the black, polished revolver tightly. He really wanted to shoot these scum in front of him.

The three people in front of him were intimidated by the object in his hand. Usually, they were keyboard warriors who ran rampant online, but when faced with a real challenge, they immediately became timid and fearful.

Zhu Xiaowei didn't react at all, as if she was frightened. She looked dazed and let Pei Haoran drag her away. They walked out of the main street. Pei Haoran seemed extremely angry. He yanked his hand away from hers abruptly and faced her, glaring fiercely.

Pei Haoran had truly reached his limit.

He trailed her all day, from the moment she left that decrepit old shared apartment in the morning. He saw a yellow-haired fool acting like a drama king confessing his love to her downstairs. Then, in the back kitchen of that old shop, she scurried around like a cheap laborer, humble and busy for just a pittance of pay!

Now even getting takeout delivery, I'm being harassed by some foreigners.

“You traveled all the way to France, you kept saying you wanted a divorce from me, just to humiliate yourself here!” Pei Haoran’s face was grim, he almost gritted his teeth as he questioned her. keep up. The two leaned on each other for support, their faces pale and weak, trailing behind at the end. They both knew deep down that they couldn't hold the team back."Stop for a moment, have some...