The enemies will fight for me [Rebirth]

As soon as Pei Ke went to work on Wednesday, she obviously felt that her feet were shallow and top-heavy.

After the rain that day, he took time out to paint for Yin Fei, and turned around to work on clubs and homework. He didn't have time to take medicine, so he relied on his body to resist.

But obviously he didn't have such a good physique. Not only did his fever not heal on its own, but it got worse and worse. His fever, which was originally 37 degrees, made him rise two and a half degrees.

Pei Ke was in the studio except for class, and didn't do any special exercise. In fact, he didn't have the money to go to the gym, let alone the free time.

Between part-time jobs, his only sport is cycling.

It was just past zero, and Pei Ke couldn't hold on any longer. He held on to a corner of the sofa and stopped, leaning his body on it.

The illness came like a snag, and my once strong hand was a little unstable when holding a heavier tray. I delivered the six full glasses of wine just now, and after a few minutes, my fingertips were still trembling.

Pei Ke was in a trance for a while. He looked around and looked at the scene in front of him. He always felt that this scene was so familiar. If he hadn't been wearing this suit, he might have thought he was still in the previous life.

At that time, he was still a guest.

Perhaps because of the fever, his head was a little confused, so the old things came to his mind together. Pei Ke rubbed his forehead with his fist to relieve the headache caused by the high fever.

He raised his head and walked around the seating area to the bar. The head waiter who used to lean on the counter chatting with the bartender didn't stay there once today. He was much more diligent and active than usual. The things that are left to the waiters are also done by themselves.

He even accompanied the waiter to greet the new guests in the private seats, as if he had changed himself, without any slack in sight.

Looking at the bartenders at the bar, they didn't flirt with the beautiful beauties who placed the order. After they carefully finished mixing the drinks, they bowed respectfully, kept a distance from the customers, and nodded humbly to express their gratitude for the praise. color.

Pei Ke thought of something, and laughed from the bottom of her heart. Based on the time, Ning Chengyuan should have moved to this urban area. In that case, it would be very convenient for men to drive here from the Millennium Court villa area.

From now on, Ning Chengyuan will not only appear in Minglan on weekends.

Pei Ke knew many of Ning Chengyuan's habits, for example, men would wander around Minglan every once in a while without disturbing others, and just stayed in a corner to watch the guests.

Especially on the first floor where there are many people, various frictions often occur, Ning Chengyuan did not make a sound, just watched the situation with a cold eye, pinching his watch to watch the staff who came to deal with it.

If the processing is delayed and he witnesses the whole process, he will criticize it from top to bottom, let all relevant parties conduct a review, and all will be punished.

It's really simple and rude. Pei Ke feels that although this method of governance can prevent people from singing red songs without telling him and pretending to be a grand event, it also has disadvantages.

For example, people want to save face, and no one wants to have problems. People in each link bear different responsibilities, so how can they be punished together.Those who have no fault of their own are punished in this way, and there will always be grudges in their hearts.

Minglan's system is complicated and there are many employees. If Ning Chengyuan wants to dominate the overall situation, he only needs to find a good eyeliner and perfect monitoring, and there is no need to engage in private visits.

Of course, men have to understand the relationship between managers and supervisors, learn to know people, employ people, and manage people.

But Ning Chengyuan didn't care what those people thought, he just thought that since he was sitting in this position, others should obey him, if his subordinates had complaints in their hearts, then just let them go, what can they do?Isn't it because he lowered his eyebrows in front of him and was obedient and obedient.

The man was too lazy to bother, and he couldn't listen to persuasion.

So every time Pei Ke could only sigh, if things go on like this, the sages will run away, how can Ming Lan continue to prosper, and if he opens another club after a while, the number one position in the Eastern District may be replaced.

But fortunately, the Minglan Empire under the control of Ning Zhao has not had any problems. Ning Zhao can directly give this high-profit cake to Ning Chengyuan. At least there is no hatred for his half-brother on the surface.

But Ning Chengyuan didn't think so. He thought that Ning Zhao would definitely feel that his stepmother killed his mother, so he must have a grudge against the newly married woman and her son, so he had to spend all his energy to prevent it. With Ning Zhao.

If you accidentally think too far, every family has a hard-to-recite scripture.

Pei Ke was recalling the past when she was pushed from behind, and the foreman's stern voice came from behind.

"Standing here for so long, do you want to be lazy? You are not diligent at all, let me see you standing there, and wait for the next group meeting on the first floor. I will catch you as a typical critic! Hurry up and go to work !"

Pei Ke was pushed so unsteadily by him, she quickly nodded in response, and turned to work.

The foreman is tactful and polite to the students who come to work like them. He is very good at making friends and expanding effective interpersonal relationships. When has he behaved like this?

The implication of the words is that Ning Chengyuan is currently on the second floor to monitor.

Pei Ke found it interesting.

It was the first time I saw the boss come out for a private visit on Weibo, and all the employees were so scared from top to bottom. I don't know when this group of people will get used to Ning Chengyuan's hobbies.

As for why he didn't tell him the truth, maybe it was because he was just a negligible part-time worker, and he couldn't get into the circle of managers, so naturally he couldn't get this kind of instant secret information.

Pei Ke was thinking about something, and finished delivering another round of wine.

He has been a waiter for a long time, and he was in the ups and downs of the business world in his previous life, so he has a strong ability to recognize people.

Some guests come to the bar to play with colleagues and classmates. They look like well-educated cultural people in their clothes, and most of them are white-collar students. The cultural level is not high; there are also some, neither of these two categories, but the waiters hate and love them.

This kind of people are rich, but they don’t come here for business and just to be happy, they just like the atmosphere downstairs, so they don’t choose the private rooms upstairs, they will find a private seat on the first floor, surrounded by sofas on three sides, accompanied by a group of women. Drink with dynamic background music.

They tend to spend extravagantly, spending as much as upstairs, and can order expensive wine to increase the waiter's commission, but on the other hand, it will also be accompanied by various troubles, and they will start to find fault if they are not satisfied with something.

So the waiter wants to meet such customers, but also fears that they will really make trouble.

Today, there were two tables with this kind of people in the game, and one of them was in the area designated by him for delivering wine, which required him to devote all his energy to deal with it.

Ten minutes later, Pei Ke was about to turn around and leave after delivering the wine, when someone in the private seat reached out and grabbed him.

Pei Ke glanced at the place where the wrist was being held, and withdrew her hand without any trace, and looked at the other party: "Do you have any orders?"

"Sit!" Hearing a shout from inside, even though the whole live rock music was constantly playing, he could still hear the energetic voice clearly.

Pei Ke raised her eyes slightly, and her gaze shifted from the person pulling her near the aisle to the place where the order was issued.

Sitting directly opposite him was a bald man smoking a cigar.

The other party was bloated, wearing a large-size T-shirt from a Swedish family, with dense tattoos on both arms.

Under the dim dark blue light, the expression on the pile of horizontal meat could not be seen clearly.

The bald head sat in the center of the innermost part of the sofa, embracing left and right, saw Pei Ke looking at him, took out 1 yuan from the suitcase spread out on the square table, threw it on the table, and tapped Pei Ke twice, As if signaling.

Pei Ke stood up straight, put the empty tray in front of her, leaned forward, and raised her voice: "Would you like some wine? I can introduce it to you."

With a cigar in his bald head, and his orchid fingers raised, he took out another stack from the suitcase and smashed it on top of the previous stack. Several women accompanying him with wine glasses let out a wow exclamation, and swept towards Pei Ke frequently. Watching the play aside.

Two stacks of Renxiu Ren's renminbi were stacked there, and the red paper was very eye-catching under the light, as if it had just been taken out of the bank, and it was neatly stacked.

Pei Ke didn't move for a while.

Downstairs there is no such thing as accompanying wine. Guests ask the waiter to drink. The waiter drinks to save face, but he cannot sit down and accompany him.

Otherwise, after this behavior becomes normal, the original two businesses above and below will be mixed together.

At that time, the guests downstairs will habitually be active with the service, and the waiter who was only serving wine will also be treated by the young master upstairs, not to mention the secret things in the box, if they are all placed in broad daylight in this hall, Not to mention how ugly it is.

Minglan has a license and is a formal business, so such a thing cannot happen on the surface.

Pei Ke pressed her fist to her lips and coughed a few times: "Boss, I'm sick, and I'm afraid of spreading the disease to others. Look at this, I'll call my colleague to come over to serve you."

2 yuan, whichever colleague he calls over, can be counted as a favor.

He gestured to the waiter who was serving wine at other tables not far away.

"I want you!" The bald man took a puff of his cigar, and gestured to the person who called Pei Ke with his eyes.

Before Pei Ke could react, she was pulled down by this man and sat on the sofa.

"Boss! I'm going to be charged for doing this!" Pei Ke quickly sat up straight, trying to stand up.

"Sit down! I'll give you back whatever you deduct!" Another pile of money was thrown on the table.

This is really a kind of childish behavior of nouveau riche. Usually, it is the huge sum of money that has just been acquired, so it will be consumed so richly and generously, as if it is going to be shown to others, in order to show the boldness of spending a lot of money.

Pei Ke's second attempt to get up was stopped again. He was too weak today to resist at all.

"But I will lose my job. It is stipulated here that we cannot sit down. Please understand." Pei Ke pushed away the changing hands at his waist and struggled hard.

He looked around for help, hoping to find other waiters, but because he was sitting down, he was immediately submerged in countless private seats, and it was difficult to be seen.

He is not yet qualified to wear a wireless intercom headset, so he can't call the foreman.

Pei Ke looked up at the location on the second floor.

The first and second floors are connected and share the same ceiling. Ming Lan is afraid of accidents in the venue, so she sets up some followers in the dark, especially in case someone makes trouble and smuggles prohibited powder in for sale.

Of course, this group of people usually take care of other things, such as finding fault with customers.

But the first floor is a bright place, and the second floor is a dark place. Pei Ke can only cast his gaze up and scan around, but he doesn't know where the stalker is at all.

"I understand you, who understands me?!" The bald head raised eyebrows on one side and lowered them on the other, looking like nothing.

A glass of wine was pushed down in front of Pei Ke. The triangular glass contained a sky-blue transparent liquid, which he had just served. Pei Ke glanced at the boss sitting in the middle, raised his head and drank it without further hesitation.

The wine dripped down his lips and corners, and passed by his clean and beautiful neck.