A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Seems like she can"t wait for me to get fired and take over my position. She can"t bother to hide her intentions. Bonnie, who was going to her office with a gla.s.s of warm water, happened to hear that a.s.sistant"s words, and she smiled self-deprecatingly.

Callie was five, six years senior to her, and she would be the first choice for the position of manager once the previous manager left. However, the boss had chosen Bonnie who had a better sales performance.

In this business, the sales results and the number of customers were what mattered the most. Seniority wasn"t the most important barometer.

Even though she looked convinced on the surface, Callie had been bad-mouthing her behind her back. She even gave up hiding it after she saw Bonnie"s throat"s condition worsen.

Bonnie was aware of all this; she simply couldn"t bother with her. Her crus.h.i.+ng sales performance was enough for the boss to ignore any rumors and bad-mouthing. If she left s.h.i.+a Jewellery now, the sales volume would most probably decrease by half.

All the other jewellery stores were willing to hire her, including the other top two shops.

Of course, this was only if Bonnie"s throat and health remained as it was. A store manager and sales personnel who coughed throughout the day were obviously not up to standard.

And that was the source of her anxiety during this time.

However, her mood and throat both felt extra refres.h.i.+ng today, and she hadn"t felt so comfortable and refreshed for a long time. Her throat felt years younger.

It would be great if it could last for a whole day, Bonnie thought. Even half a day was good enough as she didn"t mind having congee with pork and century egg for lunch too. Its scrumptiousness had won her over.

Callie shut her mouth as soon as she saw Bonnie, but she didn"t bother to hide the disdain in her eyes.

The boss"s att.i.tude was starting to change recently. A woman who was coughing constantly didn"t deserve to be the manager. If she lost Madam Maffia, the big spender, this woman deserved to get lost from her manager"s post.

I have worked in this jewellery store for 20 years, and I gave all my youth to it. The manager"s position was supposed to be mine… Callie thought as she looked at Bonnie.

The other staff continued to work quietly. Although many of them liked the gentle-mannered manager, Bonnie, better, if she was replaced, they had to be respectful to Callie as they were going to work under her.

“Madam Maffia will be here at 9 am. Before she arrives, go and invite a water-based magic caster to fully cleanse the shop and push all the other appointments to the afternoon.” Bonnie"s gaze swept across all the staff members and finally landed on Callie. In a cold voice, she said, “I will receive Madam Maffia personally. If anyone makes any mistake that causes Madam Maffia any displeasure or worse, she will be the one fully responsible.”

Callie looked her straight in the eyes with a smile, and contrarily asked, “And if it is the manager that causes the madam"s displeasure?”

“This is beyond your scope. The boss will decide for himself,” Bonnie replied calmly.

Callie"s eyelids twitched, but she stopped herself from reb.u.t.ting as she viciously thought, I"ll see how long you can last. If you screw up Madam Maffia"s orders, your reputation will be tarnished in this circle totally.

Mamy Restaurant.

Mag looked at the customers who were starting to go back, and asked Miya, “Has anyone ordered delivery yet?”

“Although a few customers did enquire about it, the requirements that Boss set were too stringent, and they all couldn"t fulfil it. Hence, the only delivery available has not been ordered yet.”

“Too stringent?” Mag murmured to himself. All he asked for were a closer location and the inability for the person receiving the order to come to the restaurant personally, and yet have the need to eat the restaurant"s food. Was this really too much to ask?

Ding!

The restaurant"s door opened, and a strapping man walked in.

“Dear customer, the restaurant is about to close for a break. Please come again later.” Miya looked at the clock on the wall which showed that the operating hours were over. After the last few customers finished their meals, the breakfast service would be officially over.

“I am not here for breakfast. I stayed next to you, and I heard that the restaurant has some delivery thing? Does it mean that you could send the food to a designated place at a designated time?” That man showed them the prison guard"s epaulettes and got straight to the point.

“Yes. We are starting from today.” Mag came out from the kitchen and took a look at that prison guard"s epaulettes. Staying at the Bastie Prison indeed meant staying next door to them, but was this prison guard ordering a meal for an inmate?

“However, we are just starting the trial, and we have certain requirements for the customer placing the order…” Mag swallowed his words after he pondered. He directly asked, “May I ask, whom are you placing the order for? What"s the order? Where is the location?”

Mag suddenly straightened out his thoughts. His objective today wasn"t to set the rules for delivery, but to fulfil the first order mission that the System set and get the reward. He might even stop this form of business tomorrow if he was in a bad mood, so there was no need to be so particular.

“I would like to order a helping of "Buddha jumps over the wall" for our deputy warden, and delivery is to Bastie Prison next door to you. I heard you only supply the "Buddha jumps over the wall" in the evening, so you may deliver it tonight,” that prison guard replied.

Mag hesitantly asked, “Is your deputy warden… the one who jumped over from next door a while ago?”

Mag had a lasting impression of the Hairless Monk, Rex, who was the one that jumped over the wall from next door on the day that "Buddha jumps over the wall" was released. He attracted the attention of both the city lord and lord of the Gray Temple at the same time.

Moreover, he had seen him around for the past few days. He ordered a helping of "Buddha jumps over the wall" every day faithfully. That s.h.i.+ny bald head already had short and thick black hair growing out of it. He was literally the living advertis.e.m.e.nt of "Buddha jumps over the wall".

“Yes. Lord Rex is the deputy warden of Bastie Prison now.” That prison guard nodded with an unnatural expression.

He had been one of the highest risk inmates in Bastie Prison only a few days ago, and now he became the deputy warden who only took orders from one person. Even the prison guards couldn"t adapt to this rapid change in this short period of time.

“The deputy warden can"t come to the restaurant personally today?” Mag asked again.

“Yes. The deputy warden is on duty tonight, so he cannot leave the prison.” That prison guard nodded.

Perfect! Mag marvelled in his heart. The deputy warden stayed next door at the Bastie Prison, but couldn"t leave it because of his duty, and had to nourish his newly grown hair with "Buddha jumps over the wall". He happened to fit all the requirements that he had set.

“Alright. Please tell the deputy warden that our delivery rider will send the "Buddha jumps over the wall" to the prison at 5 o"clock today. Please be ready to receive it,” Mag said to that prison guard with a smile, accepting the first delivery order.