"Waiter, let me ask you, what's on the table?" Miss Pheasant held a fan in her hand, and her whole body was trembling slightly, as if she was trying to contain some kind of outburst of emotion.

There could also be other reasons why it can't be put on the table.

Tong Le looked at the dishes on the table, "Miss Hui, it's food." ”

"I know it's food......"

"And you still ask?"

Miss Pheasant almost crushed the fan bone in her hand, and the atmosphere around her began to become a little depressing, "What am I asking...... What's in this soup? ”

Tong Le glanced at the fragrant soup again, and said very seriously, "It should be a black ****." ”

"Do you dare to call me again?"

"Why don't you dare? I told you, do you dare to agree? ”

"Shh

She raised her hand and pointed her trembling index finger at Tong Le's nose, "You...... Really...... Do you know what respect is?! ”

Tong Le frowned, as if he was recalling what he had done wrong, and then showed a look of sudden realization, and picked up the chicken soup on the table, "I'm sorry Miss Pheasant, it's true that I did something wrong, I'll correct it right away." ”

Miss Pheasant breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that this guy still knew that he had done something wrong, at least not the kind of guy who didn't know anything about etiquette and respect.

The next moment, Tong Le put the chicken soup on the table again, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently put it on Miss Pheasant's round and straight legs, "Miss Pheasant, this is the chicken soup you ordered, please use it slowly." ”

Smack——!

Miss Pheasant slammed her fan on the table, "I swear, I really want to kill you!" ”

"You're so hard to serve, so don't do it." Tong Le is ready to serve soup again.

Miss Pheasant hurriedly interrupted his behavior, and stopped his degrading behavior in time before he said the seven words "Hehehe, chicken soup is coming", "You call me Miss Pheasant, and you actually serve me chicken soup?" Don't you think there's something weird?! ”

Tong Le was still puzzled, "Could it be that the chef is stewing one of your relatives?" ”

"No, I'm just wearing a pheasant's hood, I'm not a pheasant myself......"

"So what are you worried about? I thought you were killing your own kind. Tong Le said this, but still pushed the other side of the chicken soup table and brought another dish.

Miss Pheasant looked at the dishes with all the colors and flavors, and she didn't have the slightest appetite, "What is this?" ”

"This is Kung Pao Chicken, the dish in the back is white-cut chicken, then the Texas grilled chicken, and the last one is one of the best roast chickens......"

Raising her hand, Miss Pheasant was completely speechless, "You treat me like this, don't you want to judge?" Our guests will give you a rating of the waiter, and it depends on your grade. ”

"Of course I want to comment," Tong Le replied very seriously, "you asked me to serve you according to my taste, and there should be none of the dishes I serve you that can't be put on the table, right?" You're just wearing a hood, and I'm treating you like a normal person, do you want to tell me...... You don't think of yourself as a human being? ”

Before Miss Pheasant could speak, Tong Le took the lead, "If you think that you are the character represented by the hood, then I will admit that these dishes are insulting to you, but if you feel that you are just wearing a hood, then you can't say that I insulted you." ”

Hearing this, Miss Pheasant's angry mood settled down very abruptly.

It was as if an external force suddenly intervened, which calmed down her irritable mood in an instant.

Tong Le raised his eyebrows and noticed the anomaly.

Miss Pheasant looked at Tong Le silently, gently fanning with her fan, and behaving elegantly, "I understand...... No wonder Mr. Owl is optimistic about you, you seem to be very good at impressing others, and you have a decent mouth and brain. ”

"I just heard that someone wants to target me at the summit showdown, and you seem to have something to do with Mr. Owl, so I just wanted to talk to you."

Miss Pheasant chuckled, and her voice came from under the hood, "Don't worry, I have no ill will towards you, but we can see your excellence......"

Hearing this, Tong Le seemed to have captured some very key information, "The organizers of the summit duel are paying attention to the players? ”

Fanning her fan, Miss Pheasant made a silent gesture.

"You already know too much that other players don't know about, and you'd better not ask about the rest, it's a benefit for you."

After saying this, Miss Pheasant got up leisurely, waved her hand gently, and walked in the direction of the hotel gate.

The dishes are still on the table, untouched and full of aroma.

Didi –

At this time, the watch on Tong Le's wrist sounded, and when he raised his wrist, a message was displayed on it.

[Completed a service, guest satisfaction: perfect (satisfaction is divided into: perfect, excellent, average, unsightly)]

[Your employee level has been upgraded to B level, and you can now enter the highest floor: the second floor of the house]

There are also updates to the side quests.

[Side quests have been updated: Complete at least 3 Perfect Rated Services (1/3)]

"Is one perfect level of service enough to raise the level of an employee?" Tong Le looked at the direction in which Miss Pheasant left, this time it was his connections on Mr. Owl's side that played a role, otherwise Miss Pheasant would definitely not give a perfect level of service evaluation so easily.

Or rather, it was more like Miss Pheasant was sending some kind of signal to him, expressing some kindness.

But this is all something deeper, and for the current dungeon, he only needs to know that he is getting closer and closer to the third floor, which is enough.

"Table No. 1 needs your service, please pay attention to etiquette and politeness."

The new service information was sent, and the location of table No. 1 was not far away, Tong Le first cleaned up the food that had not been touched at all on table No. 3 before walking in the direction of table No. 1.

He happened to meet Chen Bin, who walked to table No. 2 with a trophy cake, and the latter smiled and worked tirelessly to deal with the guest who looked exactly like his mother.

After the guests finished their meal and left scolding, Chen Bin drooped his head and looked at Tong Le, who was standing at the empty No. 1 table with a note in his hand.

"Brother Tong, your first service has been completed?"

Tong Le nodded, "What do you say?" ”

"Unsightly......" Chen Bin's expression was ugly, Chef Frog didn't deliberately make things difficult for him because he looked at Tong Le's face, but just extended some cooking time, but when facing the guests, he couldn't borrow anyone's face, so he could only endure the abuse and difficulties of the guests again and again, and finally got the worst evaluation.

The service industry is too difficult to do!

"Brother Tong, what about you?" Chen Bin looked at Tong Le, "I feel that your guest just now seems to be quite angry, you won't also get an unsightly evaluation, right?" ”

"What words? I got it perfectly! ”

Chen Bin's eyes were about to pop out, "Huh? I saw that your guest almost jumped on the table and pointed at your nose and scolded you, and she actually gave a perfect review? Could it be that everyone in this hotel is masochistic?! ”

"You can try, but if you get your head bitten off like that buddy just now, don't say I taught it."

His face fell, and Chen Bin saw that Tong Le had not moved for a long time, so he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Then Brother Tong, what are you doing now?" Didn't the watch give you a task? ”

"I'm waiting for you." Tong Le handed the note to Chen Bin.

"Wait for me?" Chen Bin was stunned. He took the note and glanced at it.

The message on the note is simple and easy to understand, and there is a specific room number, but the content makes people's scalp tingle.

"I want ...... Two friends who were able to accompany me and eat my mom. ”