Even the healing department has to go to the battlefield

Chapter 5 Serve Me Well
She really doesn't know right from wrong and thinks it's her fault. She thinks her own sister is a bit of a green tea.

"Then tell me how I made things difficult for her." Song Yuanyuan asked with a smile, crossing her arms.

Song Jiaojiao was choked up when she asked this question. Who knew she would make things so difficult for others?

"Look, you don't know either, so how can you be sure that I was making things difficult for her?" Song Yuanyuan continued, "You clearly saw that I was the one she chased away. She was a waitress and I was a customer. She chased me away because that was her service. I can only say that your brand's service is really disappointing."

"Ms. Song, please judge for yourself who is right and who is wrong." This sentence made Song Jiaojiao even more arrogant.

One is a customer who comes into the store to choose products, and the other is a waiter in the store. The waiter's responsibility is to serve customers, but now the waiter wants to drive away customers who come into the store to buy clothes.

Song Jiaojiao even asked the customer to apologize to the other party. She is so shameless.

"If you didn't make things difficult for her, how could she kick you out?" The girl next to her questioned, "Did you do something sneaky and get caught? Now she's just kicking you out, and you're not grateful."

Each one is more outrageous than the last.

"Miss, you slander others without even opening your mouth. Do you have any evidence?" Song Yuanyuan sighed softly and looked at her, her eyes full of speechlessness.

"Do you need evidence for this? The way you're dressed doesn't look like someone who can afford luxury goods." The girl laughed.

Although the two boys behind him didn't say anything, they couldn't stop the mockery in their eyes.

There's nothing on the Internet saying that people of this era would look down on others like this.

Seeing so many people supporting her, the waitress straightened her back even more, tilted her head slightly, and said, "Go quickly."

At this time, the mall manager came. He was a man in a suit, very tall and handsome.

The black suit pants tightly wrapped around his long, straight legs, and the tailor-made suit showed off his figure very well.

White hair, deep eyes like ink, long and curved eyelashes, high nose bridge, sexy lips that look like they must be kissable.

Song Yuanyuan was deeply attracted by the other person's beauty at just one glance.

White hair.

The manager of this shopping mall is actually a handsome white-haired guy. I love his looks.

The handsome white-haired guy exuded an air of keeping strangers away, and asked coldly, "What happened?"

Wow, the voices are so nice.

It would be great to marry him and have him tell me stories every day.

Song Yuanyuan has already begun to fantasize about listening to the other person telling stories to her to sleep in this low and attractive voice every night.

I think she must be sleeping very soundly.

"This matter cannot be explained in a few words. Let's watch the surveillance." Song Yuanyuan directly asked to see the surveillance, and the other party was also a straightforward person and agreed immediately.

The two men simply ignored the people around them and walked straight to the monitoring room.

The waiter was panicking. Wouldn't this investigation and surveillance of what he had done be made public?
"No, she said to adjust the surveillance, so she adjusts the surveillance? I don't agree." The waiter quickly stopped the two and said sternly.

The white-haired man turned his head indifferently, and a sense of oppression hit the waiter.

Purple lightning slowly flashed around him. Song Yuanyuan raised her eyebrows. He was actually a user with lightning ability.

"Shut up." These two light words left the waiter speechless and he stood there stiffly.

Song Jiaojiao behind him kept her eyes on the man. His every move was full of temperament. He was very handsome and was also a rare thunder-type psychic.

Song Jiaojiao also followed them in. The white-haired man's bony hands tapped on the screen.

"What time did you come in?" asked the white-haired man.

Song Yuanyuan glanced at the time and said, "Maybe around 10 o'clock." Her hand slid directly to ten o'clock, very steadily and accurately.

The waiter's face turned pale, he had really gotten into trouble this time.

Song Jiaojiao was also watching from the side, making noises from time to time to attract their attention.

"Second sister, can't you just tell her you have money?"

"Besides, it's easy for people to misunderstand you if you dress like this."

Even though the evidence was right in front of her and it was the other party's fault, Song Jiaojiao still felt that it was Song Yuanyuan's problem.

Song Yuanyuan commented on what she said: What an idiot.

But both ignored her.

"I already understand the situation. I will order this store to make corrections. What compensation do you want now?" The white-haired man turned his head and looked at Song Yuanyuan and asked.

"No need for compensation, I need her to serve me the whole time." Song Yuanyuan said with a smile.

"Okay." The man nodded in agreement.

The waiter breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, luckily it was nothing.

"Can I add you as a friend?" Song Yuanyuan asked with a smile, "I want to know the follow-up of your handling of the matter."

The white-haired man was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

So the two of them added each other as friends, and Song Jiaojiao quickly took out her terminal and said, "I want to add you as a friend, too."

The white-haired man put away the terminal and refused coldly: "No."

Then he left with a cold face.

After he left, Song Yuanyuan stood in the store looking at the clothes and pants with a smile on her face: "Please pick out clothes that are suitable for me."

The waiter went to choose reluctantly and handed a pile of out-of-season clothes to Song Yuanyuan.

Song Yuanyuan sat on the sofa, took a look at the clothes in her arms and said without saying a word: "It's out of season, I don't like it."

"Also, I'm thirsty, pour me a glass of water."

Another waiter heard it and said quickly: "I'll do it."

"No, I want her to pour it." Song Yuanyuan refused and said that she only wanted the waiter to pour it.

Song Jiaojiao showed an unhappy look on her face after being rejected by the man. Her friend pulled her hand and said, "Jiaojiao, let's go."

He glanced at Song Yuanyuan, who was sitting on the sofa drinking water with a haughty look on her face.

Although he was wearing such simple clothes and sitting there doing nothing, he gave people an aristocratic temperament.

And the handsome guy who was a lightning-type psychic just now actually added her as a friend. This made her angry, because she was an ice-type psychic, and she was very talented and more beautiful than her.

The man actually refused.

How could Song Jiaojiao, who had never been rejected since she was a child, endure such humiliation?

When I get home, I'll ask my mother to check that man.

Song Yuanyuan was ordering the waiter around in the store, and she was furious at being ordered around like that.

But when she was about to get angry, Song Yuanyuan waved the terminal in her hand and said with a smile: "If you don't serve me, I will continue to talk to him."

(End of this chapter)