I will never give in to Miss Death

"What about you little sister."

The male clerk turned to me and asked, "Did you get lost from your parents?"

"Nah……"

I took out my ID card and said, "I'm an adult. Didn't you hand out flyers to recruit maids before? I want to come and learn about the treatment... and so on."

"Applying for a maid?"

The other party was a little surprised. He first carefully checked my ID card, then nodded and shouted towards the stairs: "Sister Ouyang! Apply!"

"coming!"

Following a reply from a queen, I saw a woman with a hot body, wearing a black OL uniform, about 1.7 meters tall, walking down from the second floor: "Who? Her?"

"Correct."

Perhaps fearing misunderstanding, the male clerk next to him explained: "You are an adult."

For some reason, I read a feeling from this OL sister's eyes, as if a big bad wolf had discovered a little lamb.

"Applying for a maid?"

After taking a quick look at me in the hall, the office lady seemed to be thinking about something. She waved her hand domineeringly.

"Okay, come upstairs and we'll go straight to the interview."

No. 079 New job! New beginning!

The second floor of the coffee shop is filled with a smell that gives off a feeling of "a lot of new things were bought but not many people live there usually."

There is the wood aroma of the cat climbing frame, wooden tables and chairs, the faint green tea aroma of the new cat litter in the cat litter box, and a milky aroma that should come from milk powder or milk tea bags.

The layout here is a bit like a milk tea shop, with a round workbench in the middle, on which are displayed many semi-finished foods such as coffee milk powder and jelly, as well as machines such as sealing machines and computers. It is estimated that if it opens in the future, customers should be able to scan the code outside the counter or on the tables and chairs next to it to place an order, and the people at the workbench will make the coffee and milk tea on the spot.

Like the first floor, the layout here is also simple in style. Some of the tables and chairs give people a "post-modern" artistic atmosphere. There are tables and chairs placed everywhere, with tables for three people, tables for two people, and a separate corner for one person to relax.

In addition, there are many small sofas and beds for leisure, decorated with various potted plants, small ornaments, and cat climbing frames, and corresponding chargers and network cable interfaces are also available next to them.

The most beautiful thing is that almost all the walls on the second floor are transparent, and you can directly see the sea and Shenbin River not far away from here, and behind it is the commercial street which is still under construction.

I can almost imagine what the scene will be like when the air-conditioner is turned on in the hot summer and a large group of people who have been tortured by the scorching sun for a long time find this ideal place to escape the heat and pet cats.

"sit down."

She took me to a window on the second floor where I could see the sea and the Shenbin River at the same time. The older sister next to me pulled up the curtains a little and walked to the service counter in the middle: "Would you like milk tea or coffee?"

"Cafe."

I turned my head and said, "Don't add too much sugar."

"latté?"

"Uh-huh."

"It's very bitter without sugar, right?"

"It's ok."

After a few minutes, the older sister in black stockings and an OL uniform came to the seat opposite me carrying a tray with a coffee cup, sat down, and handed me one of the cups of coffee.

"Thank you."

I tried taking a sip.

so bitter……

"You see."

Perhaps she saw the obvious disgust on my face, so the older sister smiled and said, "Just graduated from school and looking for a job?"

"It doesn't count."

I thought about it and decided to make up a little about my past: "I started working very early and have done many jobs."

"Oh?"

The hot older sister in work clothes showed interest: "Just turned 18?"

“Almost 19.”

"If you hadn't told me, I would have thought she was 10 years old. My classmate's 12-year-old daughter is already meters tall. You..."

The elder sister looked me over for a long time: "Are you 1.4 meters tall?"

I almost responded with a reflex: "Yes!"

If you count aho-ge, then it definitely is.

"As long as you are 16 years old or older."

Pulling out a document from the small bag behind her, the older sister in front of her said seriously, "Did you bring your resume?"

this……

"No."

I was a little embarrassed: "I didn't see the flyer saying to bring this."

In fact, when I was getting ready to go out in the afternoon, I did think about whether I should spend some time making a resume and then print it out at a nearby printing shop for future use. But when I thought about it, when I usually applied for a job like "waiter", it was just a matter of showing up, and the boss would just chat with me casually, so even if I brought my resume, it wouldn't be useful. Plus, my current identity is no different from "appearing out of thin air", so I didn't know what to write in my resume.

I can’t just write... I graduated from school at the age of 16, have been unemployed for 2 years, am proficient in urban novels and fantasy novels, and want a job as a handyman in a coffee shop?

This is an awkward situation for novelists and freelancers. If they want to change careers in the future, they basically cannot write it in their resumes.

Moreover, based on my uncle's experience as a waiter, there is no need for a resume when "interviewing" a waiter.

The boss doesn't care what you have done before. He just wants to know whether you are an honest person and how you can work under pressure. Of course, it would be great if you have experience as a waiter somewhere else, but that kind of thing can only be asked verbally and there is no need to print it out separately.

A work resume is aimed at more formal jobs, such as white-collar workers and technical workers like programmers. If you have done similar work in other companies, or have your own clients and customers, you will have an advantage when applying for the job.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot this is a maid recruitment."

After hearing what I said, the older sister in front of me looked a little embarrassed: "I was used to it in the company before, and I thought it was a formal interview. So... have you ever done similar work before?"

As she spoke, the older sister raised her head, crossed her arms, and raised one foot: "If nothing else, can you communicate with customers normally?"

This action allows the other person's hot body to be almost completely exposed.

Long legs wrapped in black stockings, a slender waist, a round chest, and neat short hair - the OL sister sitting opposite me at this time did not look like she was more than 30 years old. She wore very mature glasses, had very fair skin, and had the temperament of a "decisive and efficient" "female leader" in TV dramas.

Although her face was not as delicate and beautiful as the Death Girl, it was very attractive. There was a mole near the right corner of her mouth. Her facial features were very regular and she wore light makeup.

Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that in terms of temperament, I am really overwhelmed by the woman in front of me.

At this moment, I was sitting on the table, dressed like a cute little loli, exuding a soft aura all over my body. If I were to use the levels in "Digimon" to classify, I would be either in the "infant stage" or the "growth stage". The woman opposite who sounded like the "store manager" here, let alone the "mature stage" and "perfect form", maybe she has already reached the standard of the "ultimate form".

“Normal communication is definitely still possible.”

Faced with this mature older sister's "interrogation", I answered truthfully: "I used to work as a waiter."

"Have you done that before?"

As if she was a little surprised, or maybe she felt the atmosphere was a little awkward, the older sister picked up the coffee cup and said, "I can't tell, no customers complained about the employment of child labor?"

"Well... maybe they thought I was the boss's daughter."

I continued to make up a story: "I came to help after school."

Something like this does exist.

This was the case when I was a waiter in a small restaurant.

The restaurant was located in a very remote village in the city. Except for me, all the staff were their own people. My father and uncle cooked in the kitchen, and my mother served customers at the front desk. They hired me, an outsider, to collect and wash dishes. They had a daughter who was still in elementary school. After school every day, her parents would force her to help in the store. She only had time to take out her exercise book and do her homework when there were no customers.

"Ahem, alright, how about I just say it straight from my side?"

Perhaps because she saw that I was a little nervous, the mature lady across the table pushed the documents on the desk towards me and said, "I'm the manager of this coffee shop, Ouyang Xue. You can call me Sister Ouyang like the big brother below, or you can just call me the manager."

The big brother below?

"They were all temporarily transferred from the company to help out. They were not originally part of this project. They will return when new people are recruited in the future."

The store manager who called herself Ouyang Xue explained: "Let me get straight to the point, little sister, I am very satisfied with you."

Eh?

"Our criteria for recruiting maids here are... first of all, they have to have good looks, at least above average among girls. You are the cutest girl I have ever seen in my life, no doubt about it, so I really hope you can join the cafe."

The store manager said seriously, "In addition to your appearance, your usual work clothes are maid outfits, small skirts, and stockings. Your figure must also be acceptable, and your legs cannot be too thick. You meet the standards perfectly, or even exceed them by a large margin."

Eh?

"After the appearance and figure are up to standard, the only thing we need to assess is the applicant's speaking ability and courage. You can learn what you don't know, but if you are timid, it will give customers a bad experience and affect the reputation of the entire coffee shop."

The store manager took another sip of coffee and said, "But I feel like you're an exception. With your looks and body shape, I'm sure that even if you're really clumsy, customers will just think you're cute."

Ok?

What do you mean?

I suddenly felt like I was being "teased".

What do you mean customers find clumsy people cute?!

"But judging from the fact that you dared to come here alone to apply for the job, you seem to have no problem communicating with ordinary strangers?"

"It's no problem."

Although I was a little unhappy about the manager flirting with me on our first meeting, thinking that I was talking to her as a job seeker, I nodded aggrievedly and emphasized: "I have worked as a waiter, store clerk, and delivery man, so it doesn't matter."

"Okay, that's fine with me."

The store manager gestured at the documents on the table, stood up, picked up the coffee cup and walked to the side: "This is the salary and treatment standard for our maids. Take a look first. If you have any questions, ask later. I'll go down and talk to the two ladies who redeemed the prizes."

"Ok."

After watching the store manager leave, I carefully picked up the documents on the table.

"There are currently 3 chefs, 1 (crossed out) 2 cleaners, and 1 property manager."

“上京市猫咪咖啡屋预计5月20日正式开业，届时将会招收至少1名女仆长和3名女仆，2名店员与2名外卖员……”

It is indeed a big restaurant, and the writing is so complicated...

I turned my attention to the work related to "maid" in the middle of the file.

"The basic job content of the maid in the store: assist the cleaner to clean the cat litter, feed the cats, comb the cats' hair, take care of the flower pots in the store, clean the tables and the floor soiled by customers, etc."

"Since the cleaners only work from 6am to 8am and from 10pm to 12am, the maids in the store will take care of the cleaning work during the remaining business hours, which has a lower priority than customer requests..."

"During the store's business hours, the maid is responsible for receiving customers, recording their needs and reporting them to the chef or front desk, serving food to customers, and is obliged to accompany customers to play with cats..."

Well... to put it simply, there is not much difference between them and ordinary waiters.

I just do the usual cleaning, and when someone comes, I greet them and ask them what they want to eat, then write it down and inform the chef. Once the food is served, I hand the food to the guests. I have done this kind of job many times.

Perhaps the only difference between a cat cafe and an ordinary restaurant is that here maids are required to accompany customers to play with cats, which is a bit beyond my "ability".

I used to be a waiter. During the years I lived in a small apartment, I had played with the orange cat kept by the property manager downstairs many times. But if you ask me to play with cats with customers... I really have no experience.

But it’s normal when you think about it - after all, this is a cat cafe.

If the jobs here are regular waiters, cleaners and cat teasers, then they are still within my acceptable range.

Some large brand stores and restaurants do require their employees to wear uniform, some are suits and some are office lady uniforms. It's not strange that places like cat cafes require waiters to wear maid outfits. As long as they are not the kind of maid outfits that can only be seen on indecent apps and are barely covering the body, and as long as the clothes, skirts and socks are in compliance, I think there is no problem.

Just like the JK uniforms, Lolita and Hanfu, which are known as the "three pitfalls", some people wear them daily, some wear them as welfare girls, and some even use them as a gimmick to cheat money everywhere. We can't say that this kind of clothing is necessarily linked to "illegality", right?

"There are 52 cats and 53 litter boxes on the first floor of the store, 28 cats and 29 litter boxes on the second floor..."

"The maids and shop assistants work in three shifts, and the chefs are divided into morning and evening shifts..."

Don’t look at these plans first, find out what the welfare benefits are.

I took another document from the table.

"The maids work eight hours a day and can negotiate overtime with the store manager. The extra hours are charged on a time basis. They have eight days off a month and triple wages on holidays. The national statutory holiday standards are strictly followed. For example, there are three days of holiday on Labor Day in May, so the total holiday for that month is 8+8 days. There are seven days of holiday on National Day, so the total holiday in October is 3+8 days."

"Rest time must be discussed at the beginning of the month to ensure that there is a maid on duty every day of the month..."

Is this so humane?

After carefully examining the notes on “employee benefits” and “overtime” on my desk, I felt like something was wrong with my worldview.