Chapter 228 Waiter
A few days later, the Imperial Capital Demon Club.
The second underground floor of Building B is the waiter activity area.
The people who live here are waiters who serve the members of the Devil's Club.
The area of the second underground floor of Tower B is obviously much smaller than that of the second underground floor of Tower A, less than one-third.
Serving Devil's Club members, these waiters are more than enough.
The dormitory here is a two-person room with an independent bathroom. The room area is larger than that of the cleaners.
The crying woman with heavy makeup walked into the dormitory with her suitcase.
Her name is Maizi and she suffers from severe pancreatic disease.
There is currently no good treatment for this disease.
He can only rely on medicine to survive, and he cannot eat anything other than millet porridge, nor can he work too hard.
She was so desperate that she even found work as a 'lady'.
This profession paid quickly and didn't require too much hard work, but she couldn't get over the hurdles in her heart.
Recently, her health was getting worse and worse, and she had no money to take medicine, so she finally took that step.
Unexpectedly, the first time I did it, I met a drunk and perverted customer.
She cried and said she quit and could get her money back, but she was beaten severely by the perverted customer, which made her condition worse.
Fortunately, I met Zhi Qiluo, the white-haired woman.
Zhi Qiluo actually killed the perverted guest in front of her and asked her if she wanted to exchange her freedom for dignity.
Maizi was frightened and cried for a long time, and finally agreed with Zhiqiluo.
It’s not because there is anything dignified. How can people who don’t have money to treat patients care about dignity?
Mainly, she believed that the price for refusing Zhi Qiluo was to be silenced.
In this way, Maizi took his luggage and left with Zhiqiluo.
She thought that Zhiqiluo would take her to some dark corner, such as the foreign country of Eden.
Unexpectedly, we arrived at the magnificent Seven Star Building, although it was underground.
Entering the dormitory, she saw a beautiful blond woman putting on makeup in front of the dressing table.
The blond woman glanced at Maizi and said:
"You can sleep on the upper bunk, I'm afraid of heights."
"Oh, oh."
Maizi nodded, took out the sheets from the suitcase and laid them on the bed.
The quality of the mattress was surprisingly good and comfortable, much better than the hard bed in her rental house.
Wheat couldn't help but press it secretly.
I don’t know what material it is made of, maybe it’s a big brand?
Maizi was lying on the bed, his eyes dull.
She was organizing her thoughts and thinking about her current situation.
What was the purpose of bringing her here suddenly?
The decoration here is so exquisite, it's countless times better than the cubicle she rented as a member of the Northern Drifters.
In fact, it was Zhi Qiluo's idea that the living environment of the waiters should be better and more luxurious.
Zhi Qiluo is not motivated by humanitarianism.
She believes that only when the waiters who serve people are happy with food and accommodation can they maintain the most sincere smiles and provide the most considerate service.
Just like if the pigsty is kept clean, the pigs will gain weight easily.
Maizi decided to ask the old man putting on makeup under the bed what was going on.
Maizi got out of bed and found some pill boxes in the trash can next to the blonde beauty's bed.
That medicine box was very familiar to Mai Zi. It was medicine for treating pancreatic diseases.
Could it be that the blonde beauty is a fellow patient just like him?
Before she could ask anything, there was a knock on the dormitory door.
A man wearing a white jumpsuit and a white mask walked in.
The blonde beauty looked at the man in white, with a hint of flattery on her face, and said with a smile:
"Good morning, brother."
The man in white paid no attention to the blonde beauty and said expressionlessly:
"Sun Maimai."
Maizi quickly said:
"I am!"
She found this man a bit scary.
The man's eyes were the most ruthless and cold she had ever seen, like a wild beast.
The man in white took out a package and handed it to Maizi:
"Your medicine."
Maizi took the medicine stupidly. Zhi Qiluo said that the company would be responsible for Mai Zi’s medicine in the future.
This is actually true!
After the man in white left, Maizi blinked and asked the blonde:
"Sister, he is..."
The blonde beauty said with awe-filled eyes:
"Ghosts, they are ghosts, ghosts are everywhere."
Maizi was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding.
The blonde beauty turned back, continued to apply powder on her face, and said:
“As long as you don’t make mistakes, you won’t be targeted by them.
Take the medicine quickly, I will take you to get to know this place in a while. ”
Maizi looked at the pills in the exquisite package and hesitated for a moment before taking it.
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Half an hour later.
Maizi and the blonde show up at the restaurant.
At this time, both of them were wearing blue and white porcelain half-skirt cheongsam.
Maizi was surprised. This cheongsam fit her perfectly, as if it was tailor-made for her.
The blonde beauty saw Maizi's doubts and said:
"The clothes in your wardrobe are tailored to your body.
We have four sets of clothes, used at different times and for different occasions.
Some are used for meetings, some are used for dinner parties, some are used for cleaning, and some are used for standing etiquette.
You are a newcomer, so you can only observe etiquette. I am responsible for guiding you. ”
Maizi's face showed panic:
"Customized to fit my body shape? Have they been targeting me for a long time?"
If you even know the exact size of your clothes, how much do you need to know about yourself?
But I didn't even notice it at all!
The blonde beauty made a sound:
"Don't think of yourself as so important. They take a fancy to many others."
Regardless of whether the waiters are male or female, the requirements are that they should be above average in appearance and figure, and the main thing is to be approachable.
The imperial capital is very large, and there are many people who are seriously ill and have no one to rely on.
Maizi said:
"Then, if someone refuses to come, wouldn't these clothes be in vain?
This kind of clothes must be expensive, right? ”
The blonde beauty glanced at Maizi with disdain:
“You don’t know how much money they have, just throw it away in vain.
What they want is efficiency and exchange money for efficiency. ”
Maizi understood and was horrified.
The place where she stood now seemed like the legendary heavenly palace in the upper class.
The blonde beauty picked up the knife and fork and said:
"Eat, the food here is delicious."
Maizi looked at the steak in front of him and swallowed.
After getting sick, she hasn't touched oil or water for a long time.
Maizi looked at the blonde beauty eating with relish and asked:
"I see that you have pancreatic disease just like me. How dare you eat like this?"
The blonde beauty said:
"Didn't you take medicine?
That medicine is so powerful that you are no different from a normal person now.
If you don’t believe me, try it. ”
Maizi blinked.
Is that the ultimate special medicine?
If there is a specific medicine for pancreatic disease, it should only be taken by the rich and powerful, right?
Just what you eat?
Maizi subconsciously thought this was fake, but she couldn't help the temptation of her taste buds. She couldn't help it and took a bite of the steak.
The aroma instantly fills your lips and teeth.
Maizi almost cried. She hadn't eaten normal food for a long time.
After a few bites of steak, Maizi touched his lower left abdomen and felt no pain.
Maizi then gnawed on the steak, tears streaming down his face.
If people can only drink porridge in this life and don't even dare to eat pickles, then what's the point of living?
The blonde beauty frowned and said:
"Eat and look elegant. We waiters must ensure our image at all times!"
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ps: I'm too sick, so the next chapter will be late.
(End of chapter)