Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

Feng He put on a timid expression and stammered, "Mr. Song, I'm sorry, I was too nervous just now...so..."

Song Chongjiang looked at him with a smile on his face, but there was actually no smile in his eyes.

He said: "But why do I feel like you did this on purpose?"

Feng He immediately said: "You know, I grew up in the countryside, and I didn't know that wine glasses are usually not filled to the brim..."

Song Chongjiang: "...Is this your first day at work?"

Feng He said as a matter of course: "No, this is the third day. I could remember it before when I poured the wine, but I was too nervous to see you today."

Feng He's words were so fake that Song Chongjiang did not respond but just withdrew his pressure.

The system is simply unbearable.

"Why did you deliberately pour red wine on me? Why did you ruin my blind date? Did my blind date make you uncomfortable in some way?"

Feng He was surprised that Song Chongjiang guessed his thoughts, but he still pretended to be shy.

"I already said no."

"Or did you come here to work because you found out from somewhere that I was going to have a blind date today, and you came to work early to ruin it?"

Feng He was completely frozen. Could this be guessed?

Song Chongjiang glanced at Feng He and looked at his stunned expression, a faint smile unconsciously flashed across his eyes.

Even though Song Chongjiang had told the truth, Feng He would never admit it, so he simply changed the subject.

"Boss Song, please change your clothes quickly. It's so uncomfortable to have wet clothes sticking to your body!"

Song Chongjiang smiled faintly and glanced at Feng He.

The assistant had just delivered the clothes, and he looked at this simple cloakroom and frowned.

"Mr. Song, do you want to go to the VIP cloakroom?"

Feng He was stunned when she heard this. Yes, high-end restaurants like this usually have VIP changing rooms to avoid situations like today.

But he had only been on the job for two days and had never encountered it before. He didn't know where the VIP cloakroom was and had never even thought about it.

With Song Chongjiang's status, he must be in the VIP locker room, but he actually brought him to the employee cloakroom...

If the manager knew...

Feng He bit her lip, feeling very annoyed.

The manager was kind enough to give him the opportunity, but he ended up like this.

His original intention was just to ruin Song Chongjiang's blind date.

What if Song Chongjiang never comes to this restaurant again?

Feng He was worried.

Song Chongjiang shook his head and motioned for his assistant to go out.

Feng He felt even more guilty. He asked in a weak tone, "Boss Song, do you want to go to the VIP cloakroom? I'll ask the manager to take you there. I don't know where it is. I didn't bring you here on purpose."

Song Chongjiang ignored what Feng He said and only asked, "Which locker room do you usually go to?"

Feng He was stunned, and before she could react, she had already pointed to a locker room as Song Chongjiang had said.

The next second, Song Chongjiang went in to change his clothes, leaving Feng He outside blinking blankly.

Feng He was waiting outside for Song Chongjiang to change his clothes. Not long after, Song Chongjiang came out carrying dirty clothes.

The next second, the bag of clothes was thrown into Feng He's arms.

"Since you have soiled my clothes, please wash them for me and return them to me."

Song Chongjiang looked at Feng He with a smile.

Feng He knew that he was in the wrong, so he quietly put the bag into his locker and locked it.

"it is good."

"Please add another contact method, otherwise how can I take it after you wash it."

Feng He thought about it and added Song Chongjiang on WeChat.

"Have you eaten?" Song Chongjiang asked Feng He.

Feng He shook her head and said that they usually ate after the store closed.

Song Chongjiang understood and motioned Feng He to follow.

Familiar roads, familiar dining tables.

Feng He sat in the seat where Miss Li had just sat. He was still a little confused on the way back and didn't know what Song Chongjiang wanted to do.

The messy place had been cleaned up again, and there was no trace of the red wine.

"Since we can't go on a blind date anymore, we might as well eat the meal to avoid wasting it," Song Chongjiang said naturally.

Feng He's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he looked at Song Chongjiang with his sparkling eyes, as if praising him for coming up with such a good idea.

Song Chongjiang laughed.

[You...don't forget that you are a vicious cannon fodder!]

Feng He: But what does this have to do with food?

[The person opposite you is your mortal enemy, the male protagonist!]

Feng He hesitated: "But, I really want to eat, the food on the table looks delicious... Besides, he won't poison me, there are so many people watching here! It won't be too late for me to do the work of vicious cannon fodder after I finish eating this time."

The system was no longer able to resist, and he said weakly, "It's up to you..." The host was too strong.

Fenghe: Haha, system, you are so nice.

Feng He started eating the food happily. Wow, it was really delicious. This restaurant really lived up to its reputation.

The manager standing by looked at Song Chongjiang who was watching Feng He eating with an indulgent look on his face. Feng He was eating the food calmly and his eyes almost popped out.

Song Chongjiang is not the kind of person who judges people by their appearance. The only thing that made him do this is that he knows Feng He.

At this time, Song Chongjiang glanced at the manager. The manager, who had been hanging around in high-end places of debauchery for many years, instantly understood what Song Chongjiang meant.

He also understood the look in his eyes when he looked at Feng He. It was a look of determination to win.

The manager silently drafted the document to fire Feng He tomorrow because today's service conflicted with top customers.

Well, I'm so happy after eating so much.

Today's mission was simply amazing. Not only did I get to do what I was supposed to do, but I also got to have a comfortable meal.

[Ding! Complete the time-limited task, +3000 points.]

After Feng He had eaten and drunk his fill, he slumped down on the chair in a somewhat ungraceful manner.

Song Chongjiang sitting opposite was still sitting upright and elegant. After finishing his meal, he took the handkerchief prepared on the table and wiped his mouth.

The carefree Feng He sat up straight silently. He changed from rubbing his belly openly to rubbing his belly secretly.

Song Chongjiang asked Feng He: "How is your application going?"

"I've filled everything out, so I should be able to be admitted to my first choice."

Song Chongjiang raised his eyes to signal, Feng He understood that Song Chongjiang was asking him which university he had applied for.

Feng He told him the name and major of his first choice university.

Song Chongjiang understood that it was in Beijing. Normally, Feng He would also choose a university in Beijing.

After all, it is the capital and my mother works here.

After dinner, Song Chongjiang left, and Feng He stayed to continue working until the end of the get off work day.

When Feng He was about to leave, the manager called her back. Feng He asked in surprise, "Manager, you haven't left yet!"

The manager seemed to be a little embarrassed to speak, and he did not answer Feng He's question because his next words had already answered the question.

"Feng He, you don't have to come to work tomorrow... You know, your performance today was very..."

The manager didn't finish, but Feng He knew.

Feng He quickly said, "Manager, it's okay. I know my work ability is not up to standard. I won't come again tomorrow. I am very happy to work here for three days."

The manager smiled and paid Fenghe three days' salary.

I made a total of one thousand yuan in three days.

Feng He happily took the money and went home to sleep.