In the small private room of the Chinese restaurant, the incandescent light of the wall lamps on both sides is as bright as daylight. The exquisite tables, chairs and gorgeous decoration all reflect the aesthetics and wealth of the restaurant owner.
As soon as the waiter pushed the dining cart into the room, his back was chilled by the oncoming low air pressure. It was not from the temperature of the air conditioner, but from the atmosphere of the room.
The five men sitting there were each doing their own thing, and no one said anything. The atmosphere was extremely depressing. Feeling the condensation and stiffness in the air, the waiter forced himself to smile and started serving dishes.
How does it feel to be stared at by five good-looking guests the whole time when serving dishes?
Waiter: Thank you, I am very touched and want to cry.
Login to comment
Be the first one to comment...