“This is…” Hao Yunyang was even more confused. After taking the slip from Wang Chaoqun and carefully examining it, his facial muscles twitched violently. He suddenly looked up at Wang Chaoqun, who was square-faced, wearing a suit and tie: “Manager, there must be a mistake. That day the customer clearly ordered braised abalone, how could it be…”
“Enough!” Contrary to everyone’s expectations, before Hao Yunyang could finish speaking, Wang Chaoqun, who was usually mild-mannered and didn’t pull rank as a manager, suddenly roared, directly stunning Hao Yunyang, with a buzzing in his ears: “Still making excuses after making a mistake, I think you don’t want to work anymore!”
“But…” Hao Yunyang was dumbfounded, subconsciously forgetting about his computer and his son, apologizing with some panic: “Sorry, manager, I…”
“Hm?” Hearing Hao Yunyang’s apology stop midway, Wang Chaoqun’s face, which had just started to look better, darkened again, as if Hao Yunyang had slept with his mother, his eyes blazing with fire.
“I mean…” At the critical moment, Hao Yunyang touched the bank card in his pocket, swallowing the words that were about to come out. Money gives courage. Hao Yunyang collected himself, and the panic and apologetic smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a serious expression: “Manager, that customer definitely ordered braised abalone. He even picked up the abalone. Is there surveillance at the seafood pool? If you don’t believe me, you can check the surveillance…”
“Slap!” Wang Chaoqun’s anger surged, and he slammed the table hard: “You’re getting out of line! What, do you think I’m trying to frame you? Check the surveillance, ha, you’ve got some nerve! Grown wings, have you?!”
“Manager, please don’t get angry,” Hao Yunyang sensed something was strange but couldn’t pinpoint it, so he calmly argued: “The surveillance footage is in the security room, just a few steps away. We can go look. If I really ordered incorrectly, I’ll definitely compensate the cost. I won’t shortchange the restaurant. But if this isn’t my mistake, our wages are our blood and sweat. A month’s work barely covers the cost of a customer’s dish. Can we discuss this?”
