Chapter 6 Fired

The manager's words reminded her of her mother who had passed away for many years.

In her memory, her mother would make wine in person every year. When she was a child, she would always smell the fragrance of wine in the wine tank, so her drinking capacity was actually not bad.

She not only could drink, but also could make wine. She learned this skill from her mother.

But......

In such a place, she just wanted to do some simple work. If she drank with the guests, she might be entangled by them.

Cindy was still hesitating, but the woman who led her over spoke first. She waved at the manager and then sneered, "Manager! Do you think she can drink with others? Don't make things difficult for her. She can pay the bill or be a waitress. "

The manager lowered his head and thought for a while. It was true. This girl was so weak that she couldn't drink much.

What's more, this is a person introduced by Mr. Anthony. Who knows the relationship between her and Mr. Anthony?

The manager coughed slightly and then said, "Okay, then you can order and sell wine."

She was only responsible for ordering and selling wine, which seemed much easier.

Cindy immediately lowered her head and thanked the manager and the woman, "Yes, thank you, manager. Thank you..."

Cindy paused. She didn't know how to call the woman in front of her.

When the woman saw that Cindy was staring at her in a daze, she waved her hand and said casually, "Okay, call me Betty."

Cindy immediately nodded, "Okay, thank you, Betty."

The manager gave a few simple instructions and asked Betty Lan to take Cindy out.

It was the first day for Cindy to go to work. Betty took her to the lounge in the back, while walking, she told her, "Although this is a high-end bar where only rich people come, most of the people here are very complicated. You'd better be smart and don't make the guests unhappy."

Seeing that Betty was walking in front of her step by step with her slender waist twisting, Cindy realized that Betty was not as harsh as she thought.

Of course, she kept these words in mind. She didn't want to get into any trouble in such a place.

But it was inevitable that she got into trouble easily.

Betty led her to the dressing room. After she changed into her work clothes, she left with Betty.

There were more and more guests in the bar. Betty pointed at the private rooms and said, "Go ahead. Remember what I said, be nice to them and speak in a sweet voice. Don't offend the guests."

It was not that she shouldn't offend them, but that she couldn't afford to offend the guests who came here.

Cindy was a little nervous. She wiped the sweat from her palms and then walked to one of the private rooms.

Sure enough, the guests were waiting for the waitress.

"Excuse me, what would you like to drink?"

Cindy handed the menu to the guests. The guests in the private room were indeed very high-quality, and they did not make things difficult for her. After they politely ordered a few bottles of wine and beer, she completed her first task.

After she walked out of the private room, she let out a long breath. It seemed that everything went smoothly.

Although Cindy was not used to the environment here, she was gradually used to squeezing in the crowd.

When she was about to turn around and place the order, Betty grabbed her arm and said, "Cindy, send this cup of hot tea to Mr. Chang."

"Mr. Chang? Is Mr. Chang here? "

Hearing that Mr. Chang was here, Cindy was a little excited. She could stay here smoothly thanks to his help. She still wanted to thank him face to face.

Betty nodded and pointed to the room on the third floor of the bar. "That's his office. Send the hot tea to him."

"Okay, I'll send it right away." With the cup of hot tea in her hand, Cindy carefully passed through the crowd and came to the third floor step by step.

She stood outside the office, nervously tidied up her clothes, and then knocked on the door. "Mr. Chang, I'll give you the tea."

Maybe it was because the noise in the bar was too loud that he didn't hear her knocking at the door.

Cindy tried to knock on the door several times, but no one answered. Finally, she plucked up courage and pushed the door open and walked in.

"Mr. Chang?"

After closing the door, Cindy walked inside and found that the so-called the CEO's office was completely different from what she had imagined.

There was a spacious and bright living room after she walked in. It was not an office, but a luxurious suite.

There was no one in the living room, so Cindy had to continue to walk inside with hot tea.

"Mr. Chang, are you there?"

Cindy shouted in the room. Just then, Carl took a hot shower and came out of the bathroom. He stood at the door of the bathroom, squinting at her back.

'Why did this woman look familiar?'

"I'm here." A hoarse and deep voice came from behind her, which startled Cindy. The hot tea directly sprinkled on the carpet. Cindy hurriedly squatted down to pick up the cup, then turned around and bowed her head, apologizing, "I'm sorry, Mr. Chang. I was shocked by your sudden appearance. I'm so sorry to have stained your carpet."

She was a smart woman, but why did she become so clumsy here? Cindy really wanted to knock her head to wake herself up.

Staring at the tea stains on the floor, Carl's eyes gradually darkened. He stepped forward and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

But when Cindy looked up at him and the two of them looked into each other's eyes, both of them were stunned.

It was not until then that Cindy realized that it was Mr. Carl. There were two young masters in the Chang Group. The eldest young master, Anthony, was the president of the company, known as Mr. Chang, and Mr. Carl, was the vice president of the company!

Of course, Carl had never expected that Cindy would appear in his territory.

'So, is it my brother's work again? '

Thinking of this, he felt uncomfortable. He turned his eyes and said with a faint sneer, "It's awesome. You can persuade my brother to let you work for me. I really underestimated your ability."

Did this woman take the opportunity to get close to him and his brother after knowing their identity from her brother?

Cindy knew that she couldn't afford to offend this big shot, so she had to nod slightly and respectfully answer his question. "It's Mr. Anthony. He was so pitiful for me that he arranged me to stay here."

It was true. Although Cindy liked Anthony very much, she had never thought of getting close to him to marry a rich man.

The sarcasm at the corners of Carl's mouth was clearly seen by her. Although she felt wronged, it was not appropriate to argue with him.

"I'll clean the carpet later. I'll go downstairs and bring you another cup of hot tea."

Cindy struggled to get rid of the shackles of Carl, turned around and wanted to escape.

However, as soon as she took a few steps forward, she heard a deep and cold voice behind her. "Go to the manager and get your salary tonight. Don't appear in front of me again after you get the money."

The thought that this woman smashed him with a drill and stained his favorite carpet annoyed Carl.

Carl wouldn't have let go of this woman so easily if he hadn't made promise to his brother.

"What? You mean I was fired? " Cindy's body stiffened. Her eyes were slightly red as she looked down at the carpet stained with tea.

She had worked for less than an hour on her first day. How could she be fired so soon?