Life at the Top

There was a lot of publicity done in the early stages before Hello Hotpot’s opening today. Coupled with the fact that Hello Hotpot was located in the downtown center of the most bustling and liveliest area, as well as the promotion offered this day, many customers came to join in on the fun.

They had just opened for business not long ago but the hotpot restaurant with more than 150 tables was already 70% to 80% full. Even so, there were still customers pouring in.

There was bound to be chaos when customer volume rose.

Clearly, Tiffany was still not used to the assistant manager position, hence when she noticed that the place was short-handed, she immediately rushed over to help.

As a result, problems cropped up as soon as she served the first table of customers.

“Wow, how awesome is this hotpot restaurant? Even a random waitress is so gorgeous,” the man teased Tiffany with a grin.

“F*ck me, she really is quite gorgeous.” Another man was amazed when he saw Tiffany.

“Hey, gorgeous. What’s your monthly salary for being a waitress here?”

Tiffany was a little overwhelmed by the question.

She had just been promoted as the assistant manager and was most happy about her pay raise, though no one had told her how much of an increase she would get.

Therefore, Tiffany could only respond honestly, “My initial pay was 800 dollars, but the boss just made me the assistant manager. I don’t know how much of a raise I’ll get yet.”

“Assistant manager?” The man chuckled, saying, “You were promoted to assistant manager when you were just a waitress on your first day of work? Did you sleep with your boss?”

Although Tiffany was naive, that did not mean she was intellectually challenged. After hearing the malice in the question, Tiffany quickly responded in anger, “No! You’re talking nonsense!”

who was flustered

dollars. Now that you’re the assistant manager, you’ll be given

I’ll provide for you and give you 3,000 dollars a month.

pulled a long face and said, “No, I like

these few thousand dollars? Even if

me. You don’t have to do anything, just let me screw you every night. And if I’m happy screwing you, I’ll give you some cash.

can’t get this chance no matter how hard

words, Magnus reached out to touch Tiffany’s

her hand immediately, and unfortunately, Magnus’ dirty hand ended up pressing on the edge of the bottom of the

piece of meat would only take a few minutes. As soon as his hand brushed over the edge, he immediately felt as though a branding iron had touched his hand. He drew back his hand after letting out

he glared maliciously at Tiffany.

twist and explained in a hurry, “No, I didn’t do it on purpose. You were the one who pressed your hand

flew into a rage and roared, “What should you do? A thot like you can’t even afford to pay for

that, Magnus raised

though his hand was raised high, it never

because Jasper had grabbed

expression on his face. Magnus cursed, “Darn it, which idiot is this? How dare you stop me when I’m teaching this thot a

Tiffany back after witnessing the whole process and was

like that should be left to the

have gotten a fright, haven’t

her head as though she had met her savior. She said, “N-No. I didn’t

said, “Don’t worry, it’s okay. Your boss won’t sack

must learn how to protect yourself. It’s obvious that he had