Huang Shaowen looked at it and said, "There are still a few dishes, so I've said too much. Are you all full?"
Lin Yuqing and the Ren family didn't understand what Huang Shaowen meant and nodded. Fang Biao stroked his stomach, "I'm full, I'm full, Brother Wen. The food here is really delicious, thank you, Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Jianxiong smiled at Fang Biao. Although this sounds like a small role, it is after all a small role next to Huang Shaowen, and it is also a small role that Huang Shaowen praised well.
? This kind of character cannot be viewed in his current capacity, it depends on his future development.
"Look at what Brother Biaozi said, why are you thanking me? Shaowen is here, this is what you should do. More is more, it doesn't get in the way. There will be singing later, and since everyone is full, why don't we leave now?"
"Singing?" Huang Shao understood what it meant after hearing it. How can anyone sing seriously in this era? The social system is imperfect and people's understanding is not very sufficient. In addition, Guangdong and Hong Kong are, on the one hand, a capital-free society, and on the other hand, there are still many perceptions of men and women from China's feudal era.
At the same time, the population density is high and many men and women are unemployed, so the flesh and blood business has developed.
"I'll forget it, I can't sing. By the way, don't waste these dishes. Pack them up and take them back to eat tomorrow. Waiter!" Huang Shaowen rejected Zhou Jianxiong's "kind intention".
Zhou Jianxiong saw Huang Shaowen calling the waiter, but quickly stopped Huang Shaowen to say something to the waiter who had already walked over. "No. What's that? We have nothing to do. You can leave first."
The waiter felt that these rich people were a little confused, so he asked him to come over if nothing happened. But he was familiar with situations like this. So he just muttered a few words in a low voice without showing any bad expression.
You know, if you really show such a look that these customers will seize the opportunity to complain to the manager, your monthly salary may be lost, or even more serious, you may be fired directly.
These days, it¡¯s so hard to find a job as a waiter in a high-end hotel.
Huang Shaowen looked at Zhou Jianxiong in confusion, "What's wrong? Why are you stopping me?"
Zhou Jianxiong pointed to the table that complained to them just now, and then whispered: "I know you are used to it, but in such a high-end restaurant, there is no need to take it away, it will not save your face."
Huang Shaowen looked along Zhou Jianxiong's finger. He smiled nonchalantly and said, "You're just a stranger. No one knows who you are, so why do you care about their opinions? You~~
It¡¯s better to pack it up, don¡¯t waste it, if my mother finds out, she won¡¯t know how to scold me. "
For Huang Shaowen, no matter how his temperament changes when he grows up, some of his childhood habits will never change. Like don't waste this.
It can¡¯t be said that it¡¯s because I¡¯m afraid of poverty, it¡¯s just a habit. There were no leftovers, which made me feel uncomfortable. Seeing things unresolved makes me feel uncomfortable sleeping at night.
Zhou Jianxiong was speechless. After stopping him, even his mother came out. Of course Zhou Jianxiong himself does not have the habit of packing. And in terms of doing business all year round, I have never seen anyone packing it.
Even in the Mainland, many people have invited him to dinner in the past few years, and no one has packed them. Those who are leading the way, eating and drinking, who would mention this matter.
In the mud and sand, whoever raises the issue of moral standards is slapping others in the face and not giving them face. As time goes by, people who have some moral principles will give up their principles.
Only those who have truly strong moral qualities and have the courage to correct others' mistakes are the final bottom line of moral standards. It depends on how capable they are and whether they can rebound from the bottom line and gradually improve the social atmosphere.
Huang Shaowen doesn¡¯t ask others, the country will ask for this little thing. When the poor suddenly become rich, this kind of retaliatory wasteful choice is normal. Give them some time, and slowly they will understand that waste is not a symbol of status, but a symbol of low quality.
Zhou Jianxiong couldn't stop him, so Huang Shaowen could only stop him. The waiter was called over again, and then he heard the most incredible request he had ever heard in his life.
"Is there a cardboard box or a wooden box? Pack these up. I want to take them away." Huang Shaowen said.
The waiter was a little at a loss, because this situation is not just in this restaurant, he has never encountered this situation in his whole life.
"This, this, sir, can I ask the manager?"
The young man was a little nervous, but Huang Shaowen understood him and said, "Okay, you go and ask."
С ¼û, I saw the guy left a few steps away. After a while, the guy who just came over to remind them not to make any noiseThe manager is here.
"Sorry sir, our restaurant does not have delivery service. How about you take a look at the remaining items and we return the money to you according to the corresponding price?"
The manager¡¯s name is Zhao Shui. Manager Zhao thought that he had figured out what these people were thinking, and thought that what he said was exactly what they were thinking.
What do Huang Shaowen and others think? Whatever they¡¯re thinking, it¡¯s in the manager¡¯s mind anyway. The people who had been complained about for making noise just now were probably not very wealthy people. It was just that there were fewer people booking seats during this period, so they caught up and grabbed the seat.
For the restaurant, of course, whoever has the money gets it.
Sometimes, it is normal for such a good position to be snatched up by one or two rustic people who do not know how to appreciate it. What the manager didn't expect was that these people had a style and temperament.
Notwithstanding the fuss, after finishing the meal, I wanted to find an excuse to ask myself to refund them the money for the food they didn¡¯t eat.
Yes, in the eyes of Mr. Manager, Huang Shaowen¡¯s non-wasteful behavior was purely to find trouble and ask the restaurant to refund the money for the food they didn¡¯t eat.
This is something that happens to many restaurants. The reason is very simple. Customers come to the restaurant to eat. If they don¡¯t eat, of course their money cannot be counted. There are many "justifiable" scammers who have conflicts with restaurants for this reason.
In the past, I had only seen this manager in other restaurants, and once, I personally handled such a matter. Pay out of your own pocket and return the food money to the customer.
Then a customer asked himself why he should suffer a loss. Zhao Shui said that the most important thing is the dining mood of the remaining customers in the restaurant, rather than the dining mood of the remaining customers who are entangled with the other party for more than ten yuan.
Furthermore, Mr. Kong once said, don¡¯t argue with ¡°Three Seasons People¡±.
People from three seasons, after just saying this, Zhao Shui met his noble person. It turns out that the person who asked me this question is now the owner of this skyscraper restaurant. Because of his behavior and what he said later, he appreciated himself very much, and finally invited himself to come here as a manager.
In Zhao Shui's opinion, the current actions of Huang Shaowen and others are very similar to many similar things he has encountered before. The problem is not what they asked for, but what they didn't ask for.
It¡¯s a pity that this time, after changing the environment and changing people, the situation is different from what he encountered before. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com