Chapter 1203 - The First Delivery Order
A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World
Seems like she canât wait for me to get fired and take over my position. She canât bother to hide her intentions. Bonnie, who was going to her office with a glass of warm water, happened to hear that assistantâs 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 wasnât 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 Bonnieâs throatâs condition worsen.
Bonnie was aware of all this; she simply couldnât bother with her. Her crushing sales performance was enough for the boss to ignore any rumors and bad-mouthing. If she left Shia 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 Bonnieâs 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 refreshing today, and she hadnât 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 didnât 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 didnât bother to hide the disdain in her eyes.
The bossâs attitude was starting to change recently. A woman who was coughing constantly didnât deserve to be the manager. If she lost Madam Maffia, the big spender, this woman deserved to get lost from her managerâs post.
I have worked in this jewellery store for 20 years, and I gave all my youth to it. The managerâs position was supposed to be mineâ¦Â 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.
âMadam 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.â Bonnieâs gaze swept across all the staff members and finally landed on Callie. In a cold voice, she said, âI 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.â
Callie looked her straight in the eyes with a smile, and contrarily asked, âAnd if it is the manager that causes the madamâs displeasure?â
âThis is beyond your scope. The boss will decide for himself,â Bonnie replied calmly.
Callieâs eyelids twitched, but she stopped herself from rebutting as she viciously thought, Iâll see how long you can last. If you screw up Madam Maffiaâs orders, your reputation will be tarnished in this circle totally.
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Mamy Restaurant.
Mag looked at the customers who were starting to go back, and asked Miya, âHas anyone ordered delivery yet?â
âAlthough a few customers did enquire about it, the requirements that Boss set were too stringent, and they all couldnât fulfil it. Hence, the only delivery available has not been ordered yet.â
âToo stringent?â 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 restaurantâs food. Was this really too much to ask?
Ding!
The restaurantâs door opened, and a strapping man walked in.
âDear customer, the restaurant is about to close for a break. Please come again later.â 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.
âI 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?â That man showed them the prison guardâs epaulettes and got straight to the point.
âYes. We are starting from today.â Mag came out from the kitchen and took a look at that prison guardâs epaulettes. Staying at the Bastie Prison indeed meant staying next door to them, but was this prison guard ordering a meal for an inmate?
âHowever, we are just starting the trial, and we have certain requirements for the customer placing the orderâ¦â Mag swallowed his words after he pondered. He directly asked, âMay I ask, whom are you placing the order for? Whatâs the order? Where is the location?â
Mag suddenly straightened out his thoughts. His objective today wasnât 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.
âI would like to order a helping of âBuddha jumps over the wallâ for our deputy warden, and delivery is to Bastie Prison next door to you. I heard you only supply the âBuddha jumps over the wallâ in the evening, so you may deliver it tonight,â that prison guard replied.
Mag hesitantly asked, âIs your deputy warden⦠the one who jumped over from next door a while ago?â
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 âBuddha jumps over the wallâ 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 âBuddha jumps over the wallâ every day faithfully. That shiny bald head already had short and thick black hair growing out of it. He was literally the living advertisement of âBuddha jumps over the wallâ.
âYes. Lord Rex is the deputy warden of Bastie Prison now.â 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 couldnât adapt to this rapid change in this short period of time.
âThe deputy warden canât come to the restaurant personally today?â Mag asked again.
âYes. The deputy warden is on duty tonight, so he cannot leave the prison.â That prison guard nodded.
Perfect! Mag marvelled in his heart. The deputy warden stayed next door at the Bastie Prison, but couldnât leave it because of his duty, and had to nourish his newly grown hair with âBuddha jumps over the wallâ. He happened to fit all the requirements that he had set.
âAlright. Please tell the deputy warden that our delivery rider will send the âBuddha jumps over the wallâ to the prison at 5 oâclock today. Please be ready to receive it,â Mag said to that prison guard with a smile, accepting the first delivery order.