I will never give in to Miss Death

As the car started, the young man seemed to call his boss again: "Well, I... I don't want to go to the company tonight, but... is that okay? I want to rest at home for one night, and I'll go tomorrow morning... oh... can't Xiao Liu handle that file? Well... well, then remember to count it as full attendance for me this month."

"Well, I'm already in the car. I'll be at the company in about 20 minutes...Okay, okay."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the young man sighing deeply as soon as he finished the call, putting his phone back into his pocket with a bitter expression, putting his backpack on the ground, letting the small cake lie between his legs, and opening the box.

At this time, the small TV on the top of the bus just finished broadcasting the news, and during the intermission, the music "Afterscent" started playing.

"Strike a match to light up the lazy night..."

"You jumped into the wine glass, and the dream drowned..."

"Maybe. You have already forgotten me in our conversations and laughters, but I have already experienced many hardships in my wanderings..."

Amid the buzzing sound of the bus' engine and the slightly sad song playing on the small TV above his head, the young man bit his lower lip, his eyes red, and took out a knife and fork from the bag, as if he was planning to eat the cake at his seat.

I saw that he seemed to be trying to control his emotions as much as possible, his nose was sniffling, but tears still couldn't stop falling from his eyes.

"Tick, tick."

As the first tear fell, the young man could no longer stop his tears and began to fall in big drops.

Most of these tears fell on the cake, and a few dripped onto his trousers, leaving dark spots on the inconspicuous trousers.

Just as the young man picked up the packaging of the fork and plastic knife and was about to open them, the bus suddenly braked!

"squeak--"

Having sensed something was wrong, I held onto the handrail in front of me. The young man, who was completely unprepared, only had time to protect the cake on his thighs before his body slammed into the chair in front of him. The knife and fork in his hand flew forward with a crash due to inertia and scattered all over the floor.

"You don't want your life!"

The driver in front rolled down the window and yelled at a delivery boy crossing the road: "How do you drive!"

"Sorry, sorry, I'm in a hurry..."

The delivery guy only said this one sentence before he stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

"You are crazy. You will go to hell sooner or later."

The driver restarted the engine while cursing, and the music from the small TV in the car resumed.

"There's a lock on the new door, and the key is in your hand..."

"It takes time to slowly recover from missing someone..."

"La la la la..."

I noticed that the young man was looking blankly at the place where the fork and spoon fell in front of him, and on his lap was a cake that had just been unpacked. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should pick up the fork while holding the cake or put the cake back together first.

The passengers around looked as if it had nothing to do with them and did not take any action.

"..."

I silently stood up from my seat and walked towards the young man.

Then the seat I had just been sitting in was taken away by someone who got on the bus midway.

I didn't care. I walked to the front of the young man holding the cake, picked up the fork and spoon for him, and handed them to him: "Here."

"..."

The young man looked at me, then at the spoon in my hand. His eyes were still red, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Today is your birthday, right?"

I placed the fork directly on his thigh next to the cake and said as gently as I could: "Happy birthday!"

The tears that had just stopped flowing out of his eyes could no longer be controlled. They flowed down his pale cheeks like a waterfall, and his voice was trembling as he spoke: "Thank... Thank you..."

"You're welcome."

In response, I just smiled, stood on tiptoe and grabbed the handrail above my head, and stopped looking at the young man who was crying so ungracefully.

After a while, the vehicle arrived at the station, I walked to the back door of the vehicle and got off.

How should I put it... everyone has gone through this.

I once had the experience of worrying about not getting the 500 yuan attendance bonus for that month, and forcing myself to report to the company despite a high fever, so... it's understandable.

"Xiao Mo."

After getting off the bus and walking towards the coffee shop, I called Yin Xiamo: "I'm almost there, how's it going over there?"

"There are so many people, I can't spare any time, and Elodie is almost exhausted."

Yin Xiamo seemed to be receiving guests on the other end of the phone: "Many customers asked to see you and take photos with you. They said they would not leave if they could not see Nuo'er... Come quickly."

"Come on, come on, ask them to wait for a few minutes."

I walked north along the path beside the bus, up the slope, and came to the familiar forest path. From a distance, I saw the unique orange mushroom house shape of the coffee shop and the coconut trees that had been planted and installed with supports around the house.

"Noel!"

"Wow! You're finally back. Our trip was not in vain!"

"She's just as cute as in the video!"

There were already quite a few customers who liked to dine outdoors sitting outside the coffee shop. When they saw me, they all greeted me.

"Thank you!"

After briefly responding to the guests outside, I pushed open the door of the coffee shop.

"Master! Welcome back!"

As soon as I entered the coffee shop, Yin Xiamo, who seemed to have been "ambushed" inside, came up to me directly, looking like a little succubus: "Excuse me, Master, do you want to eat first? Or take a shower first?"

"Or...eat me first?"

"..."

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No. 132 Elodie assists love

Considering that I had been to the city hospital and might have brought germs from the hospital to the coffee shop, after I came back I went directly to the staff lounge on the second floor to get some spare clothes, and went to the bathroom to take a shower to wash off the smell of the hospital on my body.

Then comes the daily change of clothes, socks and shoes.

For some reason, after coming back from the hospital, listening to Ouyang Xue's story, and meeting the young man on the bus on the road, I vaguely developed a special feeling for this newly started coffee shop.

"Table 58 needs waiter assistance."

"The beef stir-fry for table 15 is waiting for delivery..."

"Noer Noer! Come here quickly, we want to take a photo with you!"

"Friends in front of the cameras, you can see that Yin Nuoer, who sent their store manager to the hospital, is back. She looks the same as in the promotional video. Nuoer is really completely... I mean, she doesn't use any beauty filters at all. There is not much difference from the video. I can testify to this."

By the way, when she first received the order and was sent here to serve as the manager of the coffee shop...what was Ouyang Xue's mood?

When I was busy in the store wearing a maid outfit, I would always think of Ouyang Xue's lonely expression in the hospital from time to time.

She watched her loved ones pass away and her own kitten died because it couldn't get enough money for treatment. How does she feel about "work" now?

"The cats here are well taken care of, and the cat food they use is a well-reputed domestic brand... Let me briefly explain, this cat food is natural, and pet bloggers have tested it. It is nutritionally balanced and much better than the junk food that costs 10 yuan for 20 kilograms and is made of Guanyin soil mixed with corn attractants."

"Nowadays, cat cafes outside charge 60 or 70 yuan for entrance fee alone, and you need to spend extra money to buy things in the store, but it's not necessary here. Friends who are interested can come and have a look. It's really not necessary. I'm not advertising. Even if you don't eat here, you can still enjoy the top experience here, and it doesn't cost a penny."

"Little sister Nuo'er's service is quite considerate. Although the little girl is very shy...but she is actually an adult. Can you believe this? You may not have a very intuitive concept when watching the video. Let me make an analogy. When she walked past me just now, she only reached my chest."

"I have a feeling that this place will become a gathering place for the ACG world in the future. The free entrance and no-rush-people rule alone will make it better than many high-end restaurants in China. The environment here is especially good, suitable for fans of all ages to come and play..."

As expected, during the evening dining peak, many anchors and UP hosts came to the coffee shop. These people either brought professional filming equipment or selfie sticks. Some of them broadcast live, while others recorded videos to find materials. The questions they asked me were all kinds of strange.

"Sister Nuo'er, have you ever considered changing your career to become a live streamer? A live streamer of appearance or entertainment?"

"I watched the slicing video, and Xia Mo said that you two were in a relationship. Is this a role play or is it real?"

"Will you switch to a paid model in the future? Will it be tiring to manage such a large house?"

"There are so many cat breeds here. How do you usually solve their quarrels? Do you favor one breed in particular?"

Fortunately, my previous experience as a writer and in society enabled me to deal with these problems without appearing too clumsy, and everyone was quite satisfied with me.

"Nuo'er, Lulu and I will go back first. If it's too late, the school dormitory will be closed."

"We are the same. We will come again during the next long vacation and organize a second gathering for our group members, haha!"

"You can think about the tutoring thing. Denghua seems to have a crush on you. Her biggest problem right now is that she can read and write, but she can't write down what's on her mind."

"Money is not a problem. Our family can pay you an hourly wage according to the highest standards."

As more and more people came and the room became more and more crowded, Tongtong, Maple, Bingling, and Physics Duck in the group took a final photo with me and Yin Xiamo and then went back. Li Denghua's mother also got into Lu Xinjian's car after suggesting that I could go to their house to tutor her daughter.

Yin Xiamo and I became extremely busy and devoted ourselves to our work.

If I must say… Actually, for me, there is not much difference between a full table in the coffee shop and 130 people on the first floor and 70 people.

Because as long as the number of people coming to the coffee shop exceeds my capacity, as long as I run around the store the whole time, I won't be too tired even if there are 200 or 300 people.

When guests come to eat, they will have a psychological expectation of waiting time for the meal.

For most people, after entering the store, it usually takes about ten minutes to call the waiter, place the order, and then wait for the food to be served. If it is longer, it may be twenty minutes or even half an hour.

Moreover, the "psychological expectation" of waiting for a meal will change.

Normally, if a customer enters a restaurant with few people and calls the waiter to place an order, he will mentally estimate the time from "sitting down and waiting for the order to getting the food" to be very short, usually five to ten minutes, because there is no one in the restaurant, and he will imagine that the waiter and chef only serve him, so the food will definitely be served quickly.

But if he enters a restaurant that is particularly crowded, this person will most likely have the thought, “There are so many people here, I may have to wait for a long time.”

In other words...when customers see a lot of people in the restaurant, as long as they choose to enter the restaurant, their expectations of the "waiting time" will be higher.

It's just like getting a haircut. If a person is in a hurry, he won't go into a barber shop where you can tell there are a lot of people and he will have to wait a long time just by looking at the outside.

When the number of people in the cafe is average, I need to run back and forth to serve customers, and customers estimate the waiting time to be ten minutes. When the number of people in the cafe increases, I still need to run back and forth to serve customers, but this time their mental estimate of the waiting time has greatly increased, leaving me with more time, which is about the same as usual when rounded off.

Plus, Yin Xiamo is helping out in the cats’ living area, so… on the first day of opening, during the second peak dining period in the evening, other than feeling that the number of people in the store exploded, I didn’t have any particularly obvious experience of “I’m too busy to handle it all.”

“Welcome next time!”

"Bon voyage, boss!"

“Thanks for supporting Shangjing Cat Cafe, meow!”

"..."

Finally, with the efforts of Yin Xiamo, Elodie and I, we were able to safely pass the peak period of the first day of the coffee shop's opening.

Crowds come and go quickly.

From 7:30 onwards, people were mostly leaving the coffee shop and no one was coming in. Later, a few customers in the cat living area left after petting the cats until they were covered in cat hair and the scent of thirty or forty kittens. At around 9 o'clock, the first floor of the coffee shop gradually became deserted, with only a few couples on the second floor drinking milk tea, using Wi-Fi and enjoying the view.

"My legs are going numb..."

As usual, I sat in the massage chair by the window in the corner of the coffee shop, turned on the chair, and enjoyed the full range of services of this modern "high-tech" instrument amid the "buzzing" sound.

Timon, the Maine Coon cat who has been following me almost all day, is curious when he sees me lying on this chair every night. But he doesn't know what this machine that keeps vibrating and making a "buzzing" sound is, so he can only watch cautiously from a distance.

There were already many cats lying around.

Most of these cats have eaten too many snacks and food and are too lazy to move. Many of them have inhaled catnip and are immersed in the fantasy world of the cat planet and are unwilling to wake up.

Having been cheated by catnip several times, I understand that this thing can really harm people... Oh no, it can really harm cats.

It will make you lose all your image.

Just like... just like that scheming cat who only knows how to make its owner happy. It wants to rub against everything it sees, wants to show its cuteness to the other person, and wants to be touched, hugged, and kissed.

Some cats get so high from sucking that they collapse like a pancake, crawling slowly on the ground.

There's cat hair everywhere, and a hard-working robot vacuum cleaner.

"Buzzing buzzing..."

Under the dreamy light, I gently lifted my little feet wrapped in white stockings and kept rubbing the sore muscles in my calves.

It’s hard to believe that I walked such a long distance with such slender legs all day long…

"Ah...it's really hard work."