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"Oh, they..."

"Not only did they use their connections to take our seats, but they also cursed the teacher and threatened to ask the security guards to kick us out!"

After Manager Fang heard Mo Yuhan's words, his expression changed from anger at first to fear, and his face even turned pale.

Just imagine... you have just gained the respect of Mo Fushan, but when you get to work, before you can achieve any results to prove yourself, the daughter of your immediate superior comes to the restaurant you manage for dinner, but is kicked out before she even has her meal.

No matter who this happens to, they will probably be cheated by their own subordinates and curse their mothers.

"Mr. Lin, Miss, don't worry... I will handle this matter properly. Please wait here for a moment, I will give you a satisfactory answer!"

After Manager Fang finished speaking, he immediately turned to look at General Manager Liu who was standing not far away. The expression on his face changed from gentleness and caution towards us to seriousness and anger, and there was even a hint of questioning in his tone.

"Vice President Liu! I remember that you have always been in charge of the reception of personnel, right? What is going on here?"

After hearing what Manager Fang said, Meng Wendong and his girlfriend both showed a look of horror on their faces. They looked at each other, and in an instant they seemed to understand something, and their faces suddenly fell.

At this moment, everyone present knew that Manager Fang was the general manager of this restaurant. It also indirectly proved that Mr. Liu was the former general manager who was kicked out by Manager Fang.

At this moment, Mr. Liu's face suddenly dimmed. After hearing Manager Fang's question, his face suddenly darkened, and then he said in a deep voice:

"Ahem, I haven't been paying attention to this aspect recently. Um... Manager Zhang, I remember that I handed this matter over to you to handle. I saw you were also at the scene... Quick! Explain what happened?"

Mr. Liu immediately handed the hot potato to the middle-aged supervisor who was standing nearby holding a chair with weak legs. After hearing what Mr. Liu said, his face suddenly turned pale.

It has to be said that the middle management is always the best target for leaders to pass the blame. It is impossible to throw the hot potato to the superiors, and it will be pushed back if it is pulled to the peers. Giving it to the subordinates is the best option.

However, if this hot potato is given to the employees, it would seem too perfunctory. So at this time, throwing the hot potato to the supervisor, who is considered to be half a leader, is always the best target for the big leaders.

"that......"

After hearing what Mr. Liu said, he couldn't help but look around, as if he was trying to find the next person to blame, like passing the hot potato around in a game of pass the parcel, but he couldn't find anyone no matter how hard he looked.

"Manager Zhang, can you explain to me what is going on?"

"this......"

After hearing what Manager Fang said, beads of sweat immediately broke out on his forehead. The shrewdness and arrogance he had just shown disappeared, and only panic remained.

In panic, he subconsciously looked at Mr. Liu, who seemed afraid of being implicated, and shouted angrily:

"Just answer the question I asked you, why are you looking at me?!"

"me......"

Seeing that the situation was at a standstill, I took a deep breath and slowly said to Mr. Liu who was trying to distance himself from the matter:

"They are your friends, right?"

"You...how can you say such nonsense! I'm telling you...you can't talk nonsense about such things!"

"If you don't believe me, ask everyone present. Every one of them heard it."

I shrugged at him. After hearing what I said, Mo Yuhan was the first to respond and nodded to me. Manager Fang's face suddenly changed when he saw this. Then he coughed twice and said slowly:

"Manager Zhang, you can go to the Finance Department to get your money and leave."

After hearing what Manager Fang said, his face turned pale and he looked like he was fainting. Manager Liu, who was standing beside him, was about to breathe a sigh of relief... Manager Fang continued:

"Vice President Liu, I will report this matter truthfully to the board of directors."

After Mr. Liu heard this, his face suddenly changed. He wanted to argue for himself, but just as he was about to open his mouth... he looked at me, then at Mo Yuhan who was standing next to him, and immediately swallowed back what he wanted to say.

At this moment, Meng Wendong and his girlfriend, who were standing not far away, were still standing there in a daze, as if they had not yet recovered from this huge contrast.

It felt like, we had a big advantage, we A'd, and we called GG.

However, Meng Wendong reacted quickly. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately ran away. Seeing this, his girlfriend also jogged after him. Surprisingly, she did not say any harsh words before leaving.

only......

"Wait a moment!"

Just when they were about to pass by me, I leaned to the side, blocking the original aisle, and did not let them slip away.

"What...what do you want?"

"You haven't apologized to my students yet!"

After hearing what I said, the woman's face changed. Finally, she gritted her teeth, bowed her head and sincerely apologized to Mo Yuhan. She didn't do anything tricky, or maybe she didn't dare to.

After all, they are just people with a reserved look on the outside and they dare not say anything if they meet a tough guy.

After they apologized, they both walked away from the restaurant in a hurried and embarrassed manner...or rather, they fled. But for some reason, I always felt that this matter would not be over so easily.

But no matter what, I definitely don't want to go to this meal. It's caused such a big fuss, and I guess if I eat here, I'll probably be the focus of everyone's attention.

Seeing this, I sighed and prepared to take this girl to eat somewhere else. However, when Manager Fang saw me sighing again and walking towards the door, he was so scared that his soul flew away, and he hurriedly came over with a smile.

"Mr. Lin! Mr. Lin, where are you going?"

"Oh, I'm taking this girl with me, and I'm going to eat somewhere else."

As I said this, I looked at Mo Yuhan who was still holding my arm. Although she didn't say anything, her eyes had already told me the answer, that is, she would go wherever I went.

"You guys just came here, why are you going back? Are you not satisfied with the way we handled it? Or..."

"Don't think too much about it. It's just that you see... things have become so serious. If we continue to stay here to eat, everyone will probably look at us, right?"

After hearing what I said, Manager Fang breathed a sigh of relief. Then his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something. He patted his chest and said:

"Mr. Lin, don't worry... our restaurant has reserved a private room."

"Uh, isn't it weird for the two of us to eat around a big table?"

"Don't worry, I understand... I understand... I will definitely arrange everything for you, you and Miss can rest assured! I will definitely make sure you are satisfied!"

After hearing what he said, I couldn't continue to refuse, not to mention...it was already time for dinner, and if I really had to find another one, it would probably take some time on the way.

But...why do I always have a bad feeling?

Is he going to do anything weird to me again?

Chapter 222 A match made in heaven

To be honest, when I followed Manager Fang into the elevator, I felt something was not right. I had an inexplicable bad feeling in my heart, especially when I saw the confident look on his face, the bad feeling in my heart became even stronger.

"Ding--"

As the elevator arrived and issued a crisp warning sound, the elevator door slowly opened and Manager Fang led us into a long corridor with a long red carpet under our feet.

What surprised me a little was that I couldn’t even find any traces of splicing on the entire red carpet. It looked like a seamless whole.

The fluff on it was also different from the red carpet that was trampled black during award ceremonies at school. Not only was the color bright, but it also felt slightly soft when you stepped on it.

Hiss... This red carpet could probably be sold for at least five figures. This made me smack my head. The catering industry under the Mo Qian Group is really wealthy.

Okay... I admit that my thoughts are a little too petty, but it's also human nature.

Just like most people, when they see the little golden man on a Rolls-Royce, they can't help but wonder how much it could be sold for if it were pulled off.

While Manager Fang was leading the way for me, many waiters who were pushing carts passed by nearby. When they saw us, they all greeted Manager Fang who was walking in front.

"Mr. Fang."

"Hello, Mr. Fang."

"Mr. Fang... ahem, sir and madam, hello and welcome to Dongfengzhai."

The first few waiters who passed by greeted Manager Fang and then pushed their carts away. I didn’t care... After all, if I really wanted to hear others say hello, I could just go to the convenience store next to our school.

However, after hearing what the waiters around him said, Manager Fang broke out in a cold sweat and looked nervous. When the third waiter wanted to say hello, he was even glared at by him, and then he winked at us wildly.

The waiter was stunned at first, but he quickly reacted and bowed to us politely. However, when he saw the clothes I was wearing, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This is normal... After all, although these waiters did not wear any brand-name clothes, they must have received many distinguished guests in this high-end restaurant. Moreover, compared with the waiters in the lobby on the first floor, they were dressed more appropriately and were obviously senior waiters.

So it would be strange if you weren't surprised to see me wearing a cheap T-shirt in such a high-end place.

However, I could tell that there was no contempt on his face for me, nor did he have any ill will towards me. At most, he was a little curious about why I came to such a place, but it still made me uncomfortable.

After all, no one likes being looked at strangely by others. Even if people say it doesn't matter, they will still feel uncomfortable in their hearts.

As if she noticed the waiter's strange look, Mo Yuhan slightly increased the strength of her hand around my arm, and then directly hugged my arm to her chest.

Manager Fang coughed twice and then glared at the waiter. The waiter was also a smart man. He immediately withdrew his gaze and hurriedly pushed his cart away.

Seeing this, I sighed, gave Mo Yuhan a reassuring look, then shrugged and said slowly to Manager Fang, who was extremely embarrassed and sweating:

"By the way, Manager Fang, you've been promoted... Should I call you Mr. Fang now?"

Actually, my original intention was to change the subject. After all, although I felt a little uncomfortable when being looked at just now, it was not very uncomfortable. There was no need for others to pay attention to and care about me everywhere. I was not that pretentious.

However, my words seemed to have other meanings in Manager Fang's ears. After hearing what I said, his face suddenly turned pale, as if he had misunderstood my thoughts. So I quickly waved my hand at him and said:

"Don't think too much about it, I just said it casually."

As I said this, for fear that he might misunderstand me, I signaled to Mo Yuhan who was hugging my arm with my eyes, and then winked at him to tell him that I simply didn't want to make this girl worry too much and wanted to change the subject.

After noticing my look, Manager Fang, who had worked as a lobby manager before, quickly reacted and nodded in understanding. Then he took over my conversation and immediately changed the subject.

"Mr. Lin, you can call me whatever you want. If it weren't for you and the eldest lady, I think I would still be the lobby manager. So don't tell me to call me Manager Fang. You can call me Xiao Fang."

"Um...I'll continue to call you Manager Fang."

My goodness, I'm a college student in my twenties, and I call a man in his thirties or forties "Xiao Fang". No matter how you look at it, this seems like a mix-up of generations, right?

If I really call him Xiao Fang, then in some sense, Mo Fushan and I are of the same generation. Do I have to call Mo Fushan "Brother Mo" from now on? In some sense, then doesn't Mo Yuhan become my niece?

Uh... that would be weird.

"Mr. Lin, you are very suitable for teaching."

"why?"

"Because you see... you and the young lady have such a good relationship. You know... most teachers and students basically only interact during class time, and there are very few people like you."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

After I heard what Manager Fang said, I immediately choked on my own saliva, thinking, what does this have to do with teaching? And why is the angle so tricky!

"It's not as exaggerated as you said?"

"Hey, Mr. Lin...sometimes the person in charge is confused. Why don't you ask Miss if what I said is correct?"

Manager Fang turned and looked at Mo Yuhan who was holding my arm. She usually seldom talked to others, but after hearing what Manager Fang said, she actually nodded in approval.

"Ok!"

Manager Fang's words seemed to be very much to Mo Yuhan's liking. She nodded and even slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

I even had the illusion that a tail appeared out of nowhere behind her and was swaying happily.

It is said that most people feel happy when others praise them. Is there anyone who would feel happy when hearing others being praised?

Seeing that Mo Yuhan was very pleased with what he said, Manager Fang immediately started chatting with us about this topic. Although I got goosebumps when I heard such high evaluation of Manager Fang.

But seeing how happy this girl was, I didn't choose to interrupt the topics that Manager Fang kept bringing up.

"In fact, if you ask me, Mr. Lin is such a protective and ethical teacher, and Miss is such a respectful and studious student. You two are a match made in heaven."

???

Don't bully me for my lack of education! I don't think the term "match made in heaven" is used in this way!

My goodness, if he keeps talking like this, I'm afraid he'll come up with all sorts of stories about a harmonious couple and growing old together!

"Ahem... Even if I asked you to please this girl, you wouldn't have to praise me like that."

Seeing this, I quickly pulled Manager Fang over and whispered to him in a low voice.

"Mr. Lin, I never tell lies."

As he spoke, his face gradually became serious, and his eyes seemed to see through something, and the expression on his face became subtle.

"Besides... if I praise you, the young lady will be very happy; and if the young lady is happy, you will also be very happy."

"Have it?"

"Of course, because you're both the type to think about each other... right?"

After I heard what he said, I looked at Mo Yuhan beside me, and we exchanged glances as if we had telepathic connection. We just stared at each other, and finally...

Silently, he showed an unstoppable smile to the other person.