Fast Travel: Endangered Pup Rescue Project

Chapter 668: The Mother Exploiting Her Daughter

After the final exams, most students returned home. A small number of wealthy ones went out to travel, and a small number of those whose families had no money went to work as student workers.

"Weiden, I heard that buffet restaurant is quite high-end and it has been full for a long time. How did you get in?"

"Of course my mom used her connections to get me in. My family said they wanted to give me some experience, and I thought it would be okay to give it a try."

His roommate was impatient to listen to his bragging, but he envied him for working in this buffet restaurant: "Then when you get there, you can eat whatever you want, right?"

“I’m an employee, that’s for sure.”

"Why don't we go there for dinner before we go home?" a classmate suggested, "Weiden, you can get us some good seafood and meat."

"But at the end of the semester, we only have money left for the trip, which costs three hundred and ninety-eight per person! Why don't we return to school earlier next year so that we can have more money after the New Year. By then, Weiden will know more about the interior of their restaurant, and we can eat better."

"That's okay too."

Hearing their plan, Weiden felt relieved. He was only going to report tonight. If they went to eat tomorrow, what would he know? After the New Year, he would be familiar with the restaurant and could handle it better.

"I will serve you personally then."

Wei Deng had never expected that his mother could find him such a good job. Not only was the work location quite high-end, but the salary and benefits were also very good. He would work during the winter vacation. If he did not violate any rules, he could get a salary of 4,000 yuan, and that included food and accommodation! Just like what his roommates said, can you eat whatever you want in the restaurant?
He had wanted to bring Mo Ru to this buffet restaurant for a long time. The reviews online were very good. Although 398 was not cheap, one could eat a lot of high-end seafood and high-end beef. Now that he was an employee, would it be possible for him to bring Mo Ru in to eat for free?

Carrying his luggage, Wei Deng went to report with great enthusiasm, without even mentioning visiting his mother Song Xia and sister Wei Zhu.

When they arrived, Zhao Yun thanked Song Xia for the meal. She had already notified the manager to receive him. It was the holiday and the restaurant was doing good business, so after Wei Deng took the things to the dormitory, he started training immediately.

Generally, buffet restaurants do not need too many waiters, but this is a mid- to high-end buffet restaurant. Some high-end seafood and beef are in limited supply. For this, waiters are needed to take orders from customers. In addition, for the barbecue business, if the customers need it, the waiters are also needed to grill it personally.

So Wei Deng needed to master these things in a very short time, but the manager told him that these were not the most important things. The most important thing was to work in the service industry, and service attitude was the most important, so he must never have conflicts with customers.

"The store has a rule that if a waiter and a customer have a conflict, 500 yuan will be deducted from their salary. If a customer is not satisfied with your service, you can ask someone else to serve the customer. Don't argue. Remember that?"

After the training, Wei Deng realized that a waiter like him could not let anyone come in and eat for free. Not only could he not let Mo Ru eat for free, he could not eat casually either, but had to have fixed work meals.

But looking at the salary of 4,000 yuan, Wei Deng endured it. If he worked for a full month, he would have an extra 4,000 yuan for living expenses next year, and he would not have to take Mo Ru out to play.

Although Wei Deng's character is not very good, he has a good appearance. And because Song Xia has been controlling his living expenses for the past two months, he has lost some weight. Wearing work clothes, he can be regarded as the image representative of the store.

"On the first day, you will stand guard at the door. After you are familiar with the work process, you can serve the guests in the private rooms."

"Okay, manager." "You must smile at every customer who comes in. You can't roll your eyes or look at them coldly."

Weiden forced himself to nod patiently. He had said this so many times: "Understood, Manager."

The manager had seen a lot of ups and downs, and he could tell at a glance that Wei Deng had a bad temper, but after all, he was someone arranged by the boss, so he could only teach him patiently. If he really got into trouble, he would just be thrown into the kitchen to do cleaning work.

When I first started working, Weiden was mostly curious about the new job. The work meals were also good, and my colleagues were all very friendly, so everything went smoothly.

Wei Zhu finally let go of his long-suffering heart. They didn't have many relatives in their hometown county, so it was better not to go back. Because of his father's passing, many of his father's relatives didn't come back much, and on his mother's side, only his uncle's family was left.

Speaking of his uncle's family, Wei Zhu has a hard time describing it. His grandparents are extremely patriarchal, even more so than his mother. It is estimated that his mother was too greatly influenced by his grandparents.

Every year when he went to his uncle's house, Wei Deng was fine, as he would be assigned various tasks. When his father was still alive, he would let his father do everything. Whenever a light bulb was broken at his uncle's house, he would let his father replace it.

After my father passed away, he seemed to be afraid that his family would borrow money, so he never took the initiative to ask his family to go over. Only my mother would buy a lot of cigarettes and alcohol for my uncle during the New Year and other holidays.

"Mom, are we really not going back for the New Year this year?"

"No, but you and your brother can go back and burn some paper for your dad on the first day of the new year."

"You're not going to your uncle's house either?"

"No, I'm not going. I've worked so hard to earn some money. I have to save it to help your brother get married." Song Xia sighed, "I didn't earn much money before, so I didn't have so many feelings. Now that I earn more, I'm not as willing to spend as before. Your aunt is so stingy. We brought so many valuable cigarettes and alcohol, but every time she came, she only gave me a big gift bag and a bottle of milk. It's really not worth it."

Wei Zhu breathed a sigh of relief. Has Mom finally come to her senses? Even though it was for her younger brother, she has finally changed.

In general, in big cities, the closer it gets to the Chinese New Year, the worse the business will be, because most workers go back home to celebrate the New Year. However, because Song Xia's stall tastes good, surrounding residents often come to buy from her, so even though there are fewer workers, her income has not decreased.

As for Wei Deng's buffet restaurant, it is located in the most prosperous shopping mall in the city center. There are many people there even in the off-season, and many employees have to take leave to go home for the New Year. It is a good thing for Wei Deng, after all, he can get a lot of overtime pay for the New Year.

Before he knew it, he had been working here for more than half a month. So far, apart from the fact that the customer asked him to be replaced because the meat was not grilled well, nothing else had happened.

He had three days off for the Chinese New Year: the 30th, the first and the second day of the New Year, so on the 30th day of the New Year, he finally got to taste Song Xia's cooking, and his face was full of surprise.

Wei Zhu shrugged at him: "I've already told you that the food mom cooks now is delicious. You didn't come before even when I asked you to."

Wei Deng felt that he was wronged. How could a person's skills become so good when he reaches middle age?
What a loss, what a loss. If I could just use the food my mother cooked to please Mo Ru, wouldn’t it be easy?