Female Novel
Chapter 542
Chapter 542
Crystal walked through the narrow alley and turned to the main road. After walking for about ten
minutes, she turned left.
She turned round again and again.
She was a little confused and felt that someone was following her.
Perhaps it was just an illusion. It would be impossible that Paris was chaotic in the daytime. And she
had to rush to the restaurant where she worked.
Crystal now worked as a help in the kitchen. She just came to the restaurant yesterday, so she could
only do some odd jobs first. It was Emma who recommended this job to her, so the old staff in the
restaurant treated her well. They always advised her not to be too nervous and to adapt slowly.
“Crystal, why don’t you use the new lipstick I gave you?”
The owner of the restaurant was a Dutch. Her restaurant was a century-old restaurant nearby, which
was founded by her grandfather. Her father inherited it and now passed it to her.
She also said that her great-grandfather used to be a pirate and that this restaurant was stolen from
others. Crystal didn’t care whether it was true or not. She just thought that it was very interesting.
The restaurant was not big, and there were two chefs. One was Andrew and the other was his wife.
The French seafood and cheese soup made by them was very famous around here, and many local
customers always came to eat it.
Andrew and his wife often quarreled in the kitchen. They even spoke ill of each other with knives in
their hands for matters like using what side dishes.
However, Crystal heard that Andrew and his wife loved each other very much. Because Andrew’s wife
was infertile, their life was too boring. So they quarreled to pass the time. They also often competed
with each other on cooking skills.
In addition, there was another old couple over 60 in the restaurant. They had been working here for
more than 40 years. They were mainly responsible for the food purchase and inventory, the monthly bill
and business statement of the restaurant, as well as the calculation and tax return of the employees’
salaries.
The most mobile employees were waiters, most of whom were college students who worked part-time.
Their landlady, on the other hand, didn’t care about anything. She just came to take a look every day
when she was bored and she trusted the employees very much as if they were her family members.
Yesterday, she gave Crystal a bright red lipstick. “I work in the kitchen, so I don’t need that lipstick now.
I’ll try it some other day,” Crystal replied shyly with a smile.
“God! Though you work in the kitchen, you must always be elegant and beautiful.”
The landlady waved her fingernails, which had just been painted with bright red nail polish, and
educated Crystal seriously, akimbo.
Crystal smiled without saying anything.
“The work in the kitchen is too tiring. I think Crystal should serve customers outside like me.”
Camille also worked in this restaurant and had just changed her work clothes. With only ten tables and
two seats for each table, the restaurant was already full of guests. Because the landlady did not want to
make progress and she had always stressed targeted services for every customer, she would never
expand the restaurant, also in the hope of more rest for her employees.
But it went contrary to her wishes. Because there were only a few tables in their restaurant, the curious
diners, especially some young people, were very patient even if they had to make an appointment ten
days or half a month earlier. They had made the decision to have a meal here. In this way, the
employees were very busy every day.
he expectations of the diners were very high, so the kitchen was under particularly huge pressure and
the chefs should be extremely energetic.
“I think it’s good to work in the kitchen. I can learn a lot,” Crystal smiled gently.
Yesterday, Andrew praised the soup she cooked and said that if it was written on the menu, it would benovelbin
very popular among the guests. Andrew’s wife was actually best at baking cakes and desserts and
Crystal wanted to learn how to make western cakes, so she could learn it when she worked in the
kitchen.
“My restaurant will depend on you from now on.”
The landlady laughed heartily and waved her hand. Then she left without even taking a look at the bill.
The business of the restaurant was so good that it was usually filled with customers. The landlady
didn’t limit her employees much, so Camille, as a loyal employee, boldly applied for an online ordering
service for the future of the restaurant.
“Oh my godl Camille, you know we’re too busy. Why do you apply for the takeout services? Where’s
Camille? Cancel it quickly. How can I cancel it?”
The old employee at the checkout counter rushed into the kitchen and snapped a smartphone on the
table. “Who knows how to cancel it? It’s so annoying. Damn itl Camille has already left. You should help
me contact the customers who ordered online. We don’t want to make money. We want to get off work
on time.”
The employees in the restaurant didn’t want to make much money.
Applying for the online ordering service was just causing trouble for themselves.
Although Paris was an international metropolis, the online ordering service here was not very
developed. The delivery time would usunlly exceed an hour, which would definitely affect the taste of
the food and cause some misunderstandings and bad comments.
Seeing the old lady in charge of the restaurant’s accounts getting mad at a smartphone, Crystal
couldn’t help but laugh. She walked over and said, “Let me see”
It turned out that Camille applied l’or an online ordering service for the restaurant this morning, and
someone really ordered, but it was very far away from here. It was 20 kilometers away, and the delivery
fee was even more expensive than the food.
“The customer has ordered online. We can’t cancel the order or it will negatively affect our restaurant,”
Crystal said.
“What should we do?”
The lady couldn’t understand how to use these new technologies. The old employees here were all
very conservative and completely rejected these new things. How could they order food on the
internet? They must sit down and eat in a comfortable environment.
“Damn Camille! I will scold her tomorrow. No, this debt must be paid with her next month’s salary.”
“I’ll go to deliver the food.”
Crystal volunteered to deliver the food. After all, Camille had helped her so much that she couldn’t
watch her be deducted wages.
“YOU?” The lady looked at Crystal as if she felt that Crystal was too delicate to do that, “You’re not
familiar with here. You’re going to deliver food to a stranger 20 kilometers away, Aren’t you afraid of any
danger?”
“How could that be?”
Crystal felt that the people here should learn some new things. It was just delivering food, which was
very common.
However, Crystal had a hard tme delivering the food.
She tried very hard to find the customer’s address with her non-fluent French and the GPS.
She knocked on the door. The door opened, and a very sloppy and filthy fat man came out. He looked
at her, and his eyes focused on her chest for two seconds. Crystal thought that this man was too rude.
At this moment, the fat man grabbed the food bag in her hand with his big, strong hands. Then he
closed the door with a bang.
He had not paid it!
She sent it herself, and she hadn’t calculated the delivery fee yet!
Crystal knocked hard on the door angrily and said, “You haven’t paid yet!”
“Open the door immediately, or I’ll call the police!”
The man opened the door and said fiercely, “What did you say?”
Another two men in dirty clothes came out and looked at her with malicious eyes, “Come in to play with
US.”
As they spoke, they looked around and saw that no one was passing by at this time. They immediately
whispered to each other, and one of them grabbed Crystal’s tiny wrist with his greasy palms and
wanted to drag her into the house.
Crystal was shocked. The moment she was dragged by the man, she regained her senses and
screamed with fear.
A man suddenly rushed out from the left.
“Who are you? Mind your own business.”
Chandler flared, “Let her go immediately!” He was clutching a black pistol in his right hand, and he
really wanted to shoot the men in front of him.
The three men were frightened by the gun in Chandler’s hand. They usually made unbridled attacks
towards others on the internet, but when they met a powerful person in reality, they immediately
became cowardly.
Crystal seemed to be frightened and had no reaction. Chandler dragged her to the street, shaking off
her hand angrily and glaring at her fiercely.
Chandler couldn’t control himself anymore.
He had followed her from the moment she got up in the morning and left the old and shabby building.
He saw a yellow-haired idiot dramatically confess to her downstairs, and that she was working as a
lowly waiter in that old restaurant just for a little money!
Now she was harassed by these sleazy men when she sent the takeout.
“You came to France and insisted on divorcing me just to spoil yourself?” Chandler gritted his teeth and
asked with an angry face.