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!”

Canne let out a strange laugh as he stared at Tiffany who was flustered and whose face was flushed

assistant manager, you’ll be given 2,000 dollars at most. This is less than the

I’ll provide for you

face and said, “No, I like my

you haven’t seen how cool the life of a rich person is. What can you do with these few thousand dollars? Even if you throw that money to the ground, I won’t bother bending down to pick the

might as well follow 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. That’ll be more

matter how hard they try. What

those words, Magnus reached out to touch

back her hand immediately, and unfortunately, Magnus’ dirty hand ended

edge of the heated and boiling pot was made of metal, and cooking a piece of meat would only take a few minutes. As soon as

his hand, he glared maliciously at Tiffany. “F*cking b*tch, how

“No, I didn’t do it on purpose. You were the one who pressed your hand on it.

a rage and roared, “What should you do? A thot like you can’t even afford to pay for a single strand of my

raised his hand

was raised

because Jasper had grabbed

had a blank expression on his face. Magnus cursed, “Darn it, which idiot is this? How dare you stop me when

back after witnessing the whole

should be left

must have gotten a fright, haven’t

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

“Don’t worry, it’s okay. Your boss

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