On the dance floor of the dayless front hall, the infatuated AOs danced and reveled all night long. During the day, the colorful lights in the hall finally took a break and were replaced by a hazy and gentle light yellow light.
Caleb Bai was wearing a waiter's uniform and was cleaning the dirt on the floor with a mop as usual. Suddenly, a foreman who had recently been transferred from another position passed by and patted him on the shoulder with a casual tone.
"A guest vomited in box 313. Go and deal with it."
According to regulations, the foreman, as a higher-level position, can assign any duties to every waiter in the store.
The dance floor was relatively clean at the moment, and Caleb Bai had seen scenes worse than vomit.
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