The greasy air was mixed with the chemical aroma of cheap detergent and the sour smell of fermented food residue.
Su Wanxing stood at the door of the kitchen of the "Golden Years" restaurant, digging into the corners of his apron with his fingertips. The washed white cloth was almost turned into a rag by her.
The manager had a fake smile on his face, but his voice sounded like ice: "Su Wanxing, you are fired."
She looked up suddenly, and her throat felt like there was a lump of red-hot coal stuck in her throat. "Why? My perfect attendance award this month..."
"Perfect attendance award?" The manager sneered and pointed in the direction of the lobby outside with his chin, "Who have you offended, you don't know? Miss Su is our distinguished guest, and her words are more useful than me working here for a year. Pack your things and leave."
Miss Su.
Su Qianqian.
This name was like a needle, stabbing into Su Wanxing's heart accurately. Her cousin. Today was the birthday of her money-loving cousin, and she was just one of the waiters who came to serve the dishes.
She didn't even see Su Qianqian's face, but she was labeled as "offending the distinguished guest".
