There was a lot of publicity done in the early stages before Hello Hotpot’s opening today. Coupled with the fact that Hello Hotpot was located in the downtown center of the most bustling and liveliest area, as well as the promotion offered this day, many customers came to join in on the fun.
They had just opened for business not long ago but the hotpot restaurant with more than 150 tables was already 70% to 80% full. Even so, there were still customers pouring in.
There was bound to be chaos when customer volume rose.
Clearly, Tiffany was still not used to the assistant manager position, hence when she noticed that the place was short-handed, she immediately rushed over to help.
As a result, problems cropped up as soon as she served the first table of customers.
“Wow, how awesome is this hotpot restaurant? Even a random waitress is so gorgeous,” the man teased Tiffany with a grin.
“F*ck me, she really is quite gorgeous.” Another man was amazed when he saw Tiffany.
“Hey, gorgeous. What’s your monthly salary for being a waitress here?”
Tiffany was a little overwhelmed by the question.
She had just been promoted as the assistant manager and was most happy about her pay raise, though no one had told her how much of an increase she would get.
Therefore, Tiffany could only respond honestly, “My initial pay was 800 dollars, but the boss just made me the assistant manager. I don’t know how much of a raise I’ll get yet.”
“Assistant manager?” The man chuckled, saying, “You were promoted to assistant manager when you were just a waitress on your first day of work? Did you sleep with your boss?”
Although Tiffany was naive, that did not mean she was intellectually challenged. After hearing the malice in the question, Tiffany quickly responded in anger, “No! You’re talking nonsense!”
“No? Hehe.” Magnus Canne let out a strange laugh as he stared at Tiffany who was flustered and whose face was flushed from anger. The malicious desires in his heart swelled up infinitely.
“Who will ever know? However, your original salary is just 800 dollars. Now that you’re the assistant manager, you’ll be given 2,000 dollars at most. This is less than the money I spend to raise my pet dog.
“Why don’t you… quit your assistant manager job and follow me? I’ll provide for you and give you 3,000 dollars a month. How’s that?”
Tiffany pulled a long face and said, “No, I like my current job.”
Magnus snickered. “That’s because you haven’t seen how cool the life of a rich person is. What can you do with these few thousand dollars? Even if you throw that money to the ground, I won’t bother bending down to pick the bills up.
“You might as well follow me. You don’t have to do anything, just let me screw you every night. And if I’m happy screwing you, I’ll give you some cash. That’ll be more than enough for you to live a wealthy life.
“Hehe, other women can’t get this chance no matter how hard they try. What are you waiting for?”
As he said those words, Magnus reached out to touch Tiffany’s hand.
However, Tiffany pulled back her hand immediately, and unfortunately, Magnus’ dirty hand ended up pressing on the edge of the bottom of the pot.
The bottom edge of the heated and boiling pot was made of metal, and cooking a piece of meat would only take a few minutes. As soon as his hand brushed over the edge, he immediately felt as though a branding iron had touched his hand. He drew back his hand after letting out a shriek.
As Magnus frantically waved his hand, he glared maliciously at Tiffany. “F*cking b*tch, how dare you hurt me?!”
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