Chapter 622 Instructions
The words were delivered calmly, merely sounding like simple instructions, but those who understood their weight hurriedly paled. The manager’s face already shifted to an ashen hue; beads of sweat, swollen like blisters, streamed down from his reddened forehead, as if that sentence was some sort of death knell. He hastily nodded and bowed, offering apologies, "I’m very sorry, sir. We have been negligent with this young lady."
"I’m not sure how you feel about what we just said, whether it has eased your anger, but if not, we have other ways to handle it. We’re hoping you can let off steam and forgive our restaurant. We didn’t know about this incident beforehand, and had we known, we certainly wouldn’t have allowed an employee to spout off in front of these people."
Lin Qi wasn’t someone who often made things difficult for others, and she knew the wisdom of showing mercy. In a situation like this, she naturally wouldn’t pursue the matter further and merely waved her hand as she said, "Don’t worry, let’s just end it here. I don’t want to talk too much. Just fire the one who deserves it, and you don’t need to do anything else.
Just have her come in and apologize to me. I was in a very good mood originally, but she ruined it so much with her words. An apology followed by her dismissal—that will close the matter, and neither of us will mention it again. Is such a conclusion possible?"
Lin Qi didn’t want to pursue the matter, which is why she kept her demands so low. If she really wanted to push it, this wouldn’t be so easily resolved. Upon hearing Lin Qi’s words, Shen Dong didn’t retort since it was ultimately Lin Qi’s issue. Since she wanted to handle it in that way, he wouldn’t interfere.
Certainly, this is just a minor character. If every minor character demanded such attention, who knows when they’d all be dealt with. So it doesn’t matter anymore, just wait and process it, the manager thought, nearly moved to tears with relief upon hearing this. Thankfully, they weren’t the type of customers you’d have to bend over backward to please.
But Mrs. Hua indeed couldn’t stay. If she remained here, the restaurant would eventually shut down; the performance figures would certainly plummet. And then, his position might even be demoted by the boss.
It wouldn’t do. Sacrificing a smaller piece to save a bigger one seemed better. Besides, Mrs. Hua had no redeeming qualities; she was fat and had reached the point where she ought to be invisible, yet her mouth remained unforgiving, showing utter thoughtlessness.
So with a stern expression, he ordered Mr. Liu, who was nearby, to summon Mrs. Hua. Eager to witness the drama that would unfold, Mr. Liu quickly went to call her over.
Mr. Liu went up front, showing no consideration, because she was about to be in big trouble; certainly, he wouldn’t be polite. Mr. Liu, with his thin and sharp features—but someone who knew when to read the room—directly said to Mrs. Hua:
"Stop standing around here, bringing bad luck with that grim face of yours, you’re so fat and still have the face to be seen in this place.