Young master is too stupid

Chapter 18 Young Master, Slave, I Met Director Shu!
Before marrying into a rich family, Yao Qianshu was a little maid.

After marrying into a wealthy family, she was still a little maid, a mosaic maid.

Fate was wasted, and people had to sigh deeply.

In the morning, waiting for the young master to get up for work, choosing clothes, tying ties, and shining shoes are all her duties.

For lunch, prepare a bento box for the young master who doesn't like eating out, pick up the insulated lunch box and rush to the coffee shop next to the hotel, and wait for the young master to come over for dinner.

In the afternoon, sit in the coffee shop and wait until the young master gets off work.

Through the glass of the cafe, the Duxton Hotel towers across the street.

For several days, Yao Qianshu never dared to approach there.Because the young master only asked her to wait outside the hotel, probably because he was afraid that the fake marriage between the two of them would be exposed.

It has been some time since the young master came back, but since the young master started to work, the time of the day has quietly become longer, especially the difficult time from the afternoon to the end of get off work.

It was even more strange today, the sky was completely dark when it was close to eight o'clock, but the figure of the young master hadn't appeared yet.

She turned on the cell phone that only had his phone number, and wanted to call him, but because the head nurse told her not to disturb the young master's work, she had to cover the cell phone.

Another hour passed, and the street lights were on, but she was very hungry. She waved her hand and called for a cake. She ate two mouthfuls without interest, and looked out the window desperately.

Did the young master forget that she was waiting here?Are you going to meet him at the restaurant?No, in case she can't cause trouble for the young master, she is a dedicated maid, so she should wait here.

The clock on the wall swayed slowly, making Yao Qianshu's eyelids heavy, and he slowly closed his eyelids and leaned against the sofa to sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, someone moved the cake plate in front of her. Startled from her hazy dream, she subconsciously raised her watch and looked at it.It's almost 11:30.She thought it was the waiter who came to collect the dishes and was about to close, so she grabbed her bag and was about to get up and leave.

"I'm sorry, I'm leaving right away. Are you going to close the door? I'll wait a little longer at the door after paying the bill. Is it okay?"

"Wait until I finish eating before leaving."

The young master's calm voice came from in front of him.

Startled, she raised her head.At some point, the young master was already sitting on the sofa opposite her, and he naturally picked up the silver spoon and ate the half-eaten cake silently.

His eyebrows were slightly drawn, his hair was a little messy, his tie was unkempt, and he looked tired and tired, revealing a bit of indescribable sex appeal.

"Master?"

"Ok?"

"That's... the leftovers I ate, slave girl, how could you..."

"Working overtime, I'm hungry."

The simple four words warmed her heart. He seemed too tired to say a word, but he still managed to speak to her. Is this the young master's explanation for her waiting too long?
"But you don't like sweets, don't you?"

"It's really unpalatable."

Although I am hungry, this thing is too sweet.He frowned and pursed his lips, as if taking medicine, and raised his eyes to find that she was staring at him.That flattered, moving expression made him suspicious.

He scooped up a spoonful of cake and brought it to her lips, "Want to eat?"

"..." Her lips moved back slightly, she only ate leftovers from the young master.However, she ate leftovers, and was eaten by the young master, and gave her lips, can she eat it?

Her refusal made him squint, "Eat!"

Seeing that she resisted a little, the cake was forced into Yao Qianshu's mouth.

The sweet taste melted on the tip of her tongue, and she was really hungry. How could she feel that this cake, which had been left for a long time and eaten by the two of them, was extremely delicious.

She was licking her lips when the young master's hand suddenly reached out to her lips, and his fingers lightly brushed the corners of her lips, picking away the cake crumbs from the corners of her mouth.He glanced at the cake crumbs on the back of his fingers, squinted his eyes and stretched out his tongue to lick it, frowning and cursing that it was so sweet.

The ambiguous action made her face suddenly flush, her heart contracted, and she lowered her head.

"I have to work overtime tomorrow." The young master said.

"Huh?" Is the young master reporting his whereabouts to her?It feels a little strange, "It's okay. If the door is closed, I will wait for you at the door." "If the store at the door doesn't let you in, there is a park to the west, there are benches, and I will wait for you there Get off work." "Would you like to go home, servant girl, I will bring you dinner for you, is the stewed soup by the nanny good?"

"..." He was silent, his black eyes darkened, and he reached out to ruffle her hair vigorously.

"Follow me to the restaurant tomorrow." He stood up while talking, and naturally took out his wallet to pay the bill.

"Me? Slave me?" Aren't you afraid that your relationship will be exposed?Why did you suddenly let her into the restaurant again?Was it because the mosaic was made thick enough that he was confident enough to let her into the restaurant?

"What are you doing at the restaurant? Master?" She followed behind with a Doraemon bag in her hand.

He looked back, "Stay by my side...go to work."

"Master, do you mean that you want me to go to work in a restaurant to make money for you?" Huh?Is the family budget starting to be tight again?Just because she applied for a new maid outfit? "Snapped!"

"Oh, young master, slave girl, I said something wrong, and I slapped him on the head again."

As a result, Yao Qianshu turned himself into a hard-core relationship householder, skipping the strict assessment system of the Royal Hotel, and directly airborne.

She followed behind the arrogant Mr. President in a pretentious manner, and stepped into the gate of the hotel.

Oversized revolving door, more than a dozen staff members lined up in two rows and bowed to the young master at the same time, retro crystal lamps hanging high on the fourth or fifth floors, indoor fountains with atmospheric shapes and clear water sounds, and cool air blown by the central air conditioner , the elegant breath of perfume lily spreading everywhere.

Does the young master really intend to let her work in such a high-end place?When he pretended to apply for the job last time, Mr. Shu just criticized her as worthless. The young master opened the back door aggressively and let her get in. Is that okay?

She glanced at the young master who was walking ahead. He put one hand in his trouser pocket and strode towards the elevator without looking sideways. He was talking on the phone with his mobile phone close to his ear.The young master asked her to work in the restaurant, but he didn't say how to arrange her from the beginning to the end.

His slender fingers touched the button of the business elevator, and he raised his hand to glance at his watch.

"Ding" sound, the elevator door opened, he stepped into the elevator, turned around and realized that today is different from the past, behind him there is a big oil bottle, she is fidgeting, holding Doraemon with her ten fingers The dream bag kept struggling, not knowing whether to keep up with him, or turn around and go home to continue nesting.

The elevator door that was about to close was stopped by him with his hand. He lifted his foot against the elevator door, frowned and took a deep look at her who had nowhere to rest, pulled the phone in his hand slightly, and waved to her.

Thinking it was the young master who was calling her, Yao Qianshu happily stepped forward, but a lobby manager in uniform stood beside the young master one step earlier than her, and bowed to him respectfully.

The young master pointed at her, explained a few words to the lobby manager, turned around, picked up the phone again without giving her any extra words, and pressed the elevator door close button.

"Ding!"

The elevator doors close and go straight up to the top floor.

Yao Qianshu was dumbfounded.

"Is that Miss Yao?" The lobby manager walked up to her with a smile and confirmed her identity.

She nodded her stiff head.

"The president asked me to find something to do for you. Excuse me, you are the president..."

"I'm his personal maid!"

"It's just a maid, right? That's easy. The catering work shouldn't bother you, right? Please follow me."

That "just" sounds weird, "Yeah? I'm going to the restaurant? The young master... Shouldn't I serve him?"

"The president has his special assistant in the company, don't worry about Miss Yao." Special assistant?What did the young master use to replace her when he was working in the company?Would that be more useful than a wrapped maid caring?

In this way, although the back door opened wide towards Yao Qianshu, the indifferent young master obviously did not intend to open the VIP channel for her. She was led to the catering department by the lobby manager, handed over to the catering manager, and then changed hands several times, from top to bottom. , layer by layer, and finally her ball was kicked to the feet of the head waiter of the western restaurant.

The head waiter of the western restaurant looked at her troublesome attire, frowned and said, "A newcomer, right? Change into your uniform and meet at the restaurant."

After all, a uniform was thrown at her, and she picked up the clothes and went to the basement of the huge hotel, running around looking for a changing room like a headless chicken.

The basement kitchen of a star-rated hotel is like a mysterious labyrinth, with all the paths extending to different places like spider webs. This room opens up to a room full of white tablecloths, and the next room is filled with all kinds of romantic candles. Chair room, knife and fork room, plate room, cup room, but why can't I find the dressing room?

Holding her clothes and leaning against the wall in frustration, she looked up at the bright fluorescent lights. In the sky at ten o'clock in the morning, the second basement floor was stuffy and dark, and there was no light.

How did the distance between her and the young master become so far away again?He works high and high on the top floor of the hotel, but she was assigned to the second basement floor.

"Hi! The new one here today, is it you?"

A voice suddenly sounded beside her, she put away her depression and turned her head to look, only to see two girls in white-collar narrow skirt uniforms and black high-heeled shoes looking at her anxiously, she nodded blankly, searching in her mind who are they.

"The dressing room is around the corner on the right. We'll wait for you, hurry up."

Eh?Does she not know them?Why wait for her?

Seeing that she hadn't moved, the two girls got anxious, picked her up and strode towards the locker room, "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and change your clothes, hurry up, or you'll be scolded by the devil director later." of!"

"That's right! The colleague who was on duty yesterday said that he is so picky! Are you mistaken, bring a newcomer to us at this time!"

"Wait, wait a minute. You are..."

Yao Qianshu's questioning was not over yet, the curly-haired girl had already escorted her to the door of the dressing room, pressed the code lock, and pushed her in, "After changing into the uniform, go to the western restaurant on the first floor by yourself, if you are late, you can talk to Shu The director explained, don't drag us into the water!"

"boom!"

The door of the locker room was slammed shut, and the sound of ticking high heels gradually faded away.

Yao Qianshu was at a loss, but was stunned by their intimidation, quickly changed his clothes, stepped on the thin black high-heeled shoes, and ran unsteadily to the western restaurant.

The elevator made a "ding" sound, and Shu Chengyue in a black suit strode out of the elevator, holding a stack of documents in his hand and looking at them as he walked. Documents, listening to his instructions, nodding from time to time.

"Just deal with it like this. Don't ask the young master what he means. If someone asks, just say what I mean."

"Yes, Director."

"Have you contacted the restaurant manager?"

"Yes, all the newly recruited personnel have been trained, please go over and inspect them."

He nodded, straightened his suit, tightened his tie, and walked to the door of the western restaurant. He pulled the handle and was about to open the door when suddenly a hidden weapon flew past his nose. He gasped and took a step back suddenly, turned his head and looked down Go, a black high-heeled shoe full of femininity "slapped" and fell in front of his eyes.

"Wait wait for me! I don't want to be late on the first day!"

A limping figure rushed towards him ferociously, and prostrated himself at the side of Shu Chengyue's suit pants with a "bang".

Shu Chengyue helped Fuwei's glasses that had slid down the bridge of his nose, squeezed out a smile, bent one knee and squatted down, and asked in a low voice to the crawling figure: "Miss, is there a bad habit of greeting men with high heels? You change it, otherwise it will be difficult for me to convince myself to pay you a monthly salary."

She didn't answer, squirmed with trembling hands, reached out to grab the high heels at his feet, and stood up slowly while holding the door.

Seeing her pitiful appearance of being hurt by the fall, he raised his eyebrows. The fall just now was not light, and she is really a woman with strong willpower like a cockroach.

However, he hates women who are late.

He didn't reach out to help her, and pushed the door into the western restaurant. The woman followed him with her head down, and even slipped under his arm when he raised his hand, trying to slip into the crowd of waiters.

frown.

What an unruly waitress, poor appearance, sneaky, flustered, reckless, can't even wear high heels, has no merits from beginning to end, who is the guy with water in his head who agrees to let her work in the restaurant ?

"Over there, stop!"

She didn't seem to hear his order, and kept moving her feet.

She's so courageous, is there someone backing her up behind her?Did he fall on deaf ears?The degree of arrogance of a woman is directly proportional to the status of the man behind her.It's fine in front of others, but in this restaurant, and in front of him, Shu Chengyue, her performance seems to be too big.

Shu Chengyue raised his eyebrows, reached out and grabbed someone by the collar, and pulled towards him.

"Miss, if the backstage is big enough, how about going home and raising him?" Why come out to harm others and yourself?
The young lady shivered, and turned around slowly, showing a sincere and pitiful face, "Well, Mr. Shu. My backstage doesn't plan to support me, he is still waiting for me to make money back to him. I have a boss , I have a little boy, please give me a way out, don't keep picking on me anymore, okay?"

"……you!"

"Mr. Shu?" What's the meaning of that expression of entangled hatred and trying to maintain demeanor, turning back and forth, wanting to be angry or not, half-smile?

"You..." You bastard woman who took the initiative to give me my phone number and then changed it immediately!

You bastard woman who made me hear "the number you dialed is empty" countless times!

(End of this chapter)