The number of followers in Jiang Yao's live broadcast room has accumulated to 500. Because of the cheongsam cover, 10,000 people poured in instantly, and more viewers scolded the anchor.
There is no room manager in the live broadcast room, so you can speak as you like, curse a lot, and give a lot of gifts.
The gifts given by the audience are divided into 50% and 50%, and will be credited in real time.
After a while, Jiang Yao's account had one hundred more Thriller coins.
She was smiling in her heart, and didn't care about the insults. The more enthusiasm she received, the more gifts she received.
It's her who makes the money.
"Just sit here."
The Gluttonous Ghost said impatiently.
He pointed to a seat in the corner by the window, which was the cheapest seat. The eyes that were swollen into slits burst out with green light, and they wanted to rush towards him.
Jiang Yao looked embarrassed and said softly.
"Guest, this place has been booked. I'm sorry, would you like to see other seats?"
Her tone was natural and apologetic, and she was intimidated by the guest who had reserved a seat.
The glutton's breathing became heavier and heavier, as if he would die of anger in the next second. He suddenly raised his head, and his two pairs of bulging, bloodshot eyes that were bigger than his fists were staring at the seat.
The man in sunglasses pushing the wheelchair magically took out a box of cakes from his windbreaker and handed it over, and the glutton slowly calmed down.
"Forget it, let's go to other seats." The glutton's mouth was covered with dark yellow cream, and he stuck out his tongue and licked the fingers that were holding the cake clean.
Jiang Yao curled his eyes and continued walking forward.
Take a few steps.
The gluttonous ghost said: "Here."
The seat he was referring to was in the middle consumption area, with a rosewood dining table set down the steps.
Excellent privacy and wide view.
Jiang Yao covered his eyes with his handkerchief and sobbed softly. I cried with pity.
"This place has also been booked by that VIP. I'm really sorry for the guest..."
She cried sincerely, without any pretense. Paired with that thick and charming face, it makes people feel distressed and heartbroken.
Gluttonous ghosts like beautiful women, so naturally they will not inflict their anger on her.
His fat face turned red with anger.
The higher the seat, the higher the price. The glutton waved his hand and pointed to the luxurious seat at the top.
"Sit there!"
Jiang Yao raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes. When his eyebrows were lowered, his coldness was replaced by softness.
"Guest, I know your status is unusual."
The soft praise made the glutton dizzy.
The man in sunglasses spoke at the right time: "Master, we are here to eat."
The Gluttonous Ghost couldn't hear a word at all, and his mind was filled with Jiang Yao's shy eyes of admiration.
He was lustful and gluttonous.
Where can I stay sane?
Jiang Yao helped him arrange a seat, and then used work as an excuse to leave. Gluttony was unwilling, so in the end she could only give her handkerchief to Gluttony as a token.
"This is the slave's personal care. When the slave is no longer busy at work, he will come over to see you as a guest."
...looking for a fart.
Jiang Yao bought ten more handkerchiefs in the mall.
[A handkerchief that retains the fragrance of beauty’s orchid: no one can resist the temptation of a handkerchief. ]
The barrage fell into an eerie silence, then boiled over again a few seconds later.
[...Not family members, how did the anchor trick that fat guy into sitting in a luxurious seat? 】
[I spent 200,000 yuan before even ordering the meal. It’s really a big injustice...]
[After the anchor left, the weirdo still regarded the handkerchief as a treasure. He bought two horror coins for each handkerchief in the mall. The family burst into laughter hahaha...]
[Did everyone pay attention? The fat ghost didn't even touch our distant clothes. 】
[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooww... yeah, I love that wink from Yaoyao so much, throw one to me from Yaoyao and I'll give you a reward~】
Jiang Yao has ten lines in one glance.
Thousands of viewers let her ogle, tens of thousands of people let her kiss...
"Family members, I also have dignity. It's just a reward. How could I..."
[Ding! Reward the Death Scepter (worth 200 thriller coins)]
[Ding! Reward the clown with colorful balloons (worth 100 thriller coins)]
[Ding! Reward for killing planes (worth 500 thriller coins)]
[…………]
The sounds of gifts rang in my ears one after another.
Jiang Yao:…………
There's no way they're giving too many rewards.
Jiang Yao cleared his throat, his charming eyes were as silk as silk, and his slender white fingers were placed on his lips, half covering them.
"Brothers, sisters, younger brothers and sisters, thank you for your reward~tweet~"
The barrage became even crazier.
Jiang Yao didn't care anymore.
There are nearly a thousand Thriller coins in the account, and this is just the reward, not salary.
If she wasn't working, she would want to stop and interact with the audience and earn gifts.
Return to the restaurant entrance.
Kong Zaichang has already entertained two guests and received two average ratings.
The scoring system is Very Satisfactory, Satisfactory, Average, and Poor.
If you do poorly, you will be challenged by customers and your salary will be reduced.
The 'average' rating is considered average, with no salary deductions and no rewards.
Seeing her walking over in high heels, Kong Zaichang first checked her physical condition.
No scars at all.
He had expected to see her hurt.
The receptionist needs to fulfill any request of the guests, and no matter how strong her force is, it will not help here.
The weird guests here are cunning and mean, and they try their best to get them to break the rules.
Otherwise, one night's work would not be so easy. It would be enough to entertain three guests and obtain a satisfactory score.
"Sister Yao, what rating did you get? I got two average ratings."
Kong Zaichang said a little frustrated, his brows drooped and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.
Jiang Yao stretched out his finger with red nail polish and tapped on the work panel.
She sighed.
Kong Zaichang was delighted.
The next second.
Jiang Yao raised the corners of his lips and replied with a smile: "I'm very satisfied."
Kong Zaichang's smile froze and his face darkened.
Jiang Yao didn't notice. He covered his mouth and said with a smile: "How can anyone get an average rating? Can you be satisfied if you serve the guests seriously? Don't you have a bad attitude towards the guests?"
After asking three questions in a row, Kong Zaichang was so angry that he almost broke his guard.
After taking a deep breath, he resisted the urge to curse and forced a smile: "Maybe."
The two guests he met were very difficult to deal with. If he hadn't had the talent to read minds, he would have died long ago.
Jiang Yao stopped talking nonsense to him.
Because a large number of guests came in.
Kong Zaichang chose a guest who seemed easy to get along with and left. Jiang Yao stayed where he was, his eyes wandering among the weird ones, and finally fell on one of them who seemed easier to fool.
But before she could get closer, a figure in black robe stopped in front of her.
"Hello, may I ask, is this a place to eat?"
The black-robed monster stammered as he spoke, as if he had just learned to speak.
The important thing is that this weirdo is different from other weirdos.
Jiang Yao couldn't feel a trace of malice or murderous intent in him.
If it weren't for his face, which was shrouded in black mist and couldn't see clearly, she would have thought that this black-robed monster was a human being.
