I'm Not Here to Pick Up Trash
Gulp ~~~
Jiang Hao's stomach rumbled.
After work, she had been busy picking up trash and had not eaten.
Because he was too tired just now, he didn't feel any sarcasm.
Now that he had drunk the energy drink, his fatigue had disappeared, but his stomach was unbearably hungry.
Jiang Hao raised his head and looked around for a place to eat. A high-end western restaurant with a neon billboard came into view.
To be honest, Jiang Hao had never eaten western food before.
Now that he was not short of money, should he try it?
Thinking of this, Jiang Hao got up and packed up the tools he used to pick up the trash. He was about to step into the western restaurant.
Suddenly.
Jiang Hao was stunned again.
He looked at the junk picking tool in his hand. Wouldn't it be a little unsightly to eat western food with this thing?
Should I put the plastic bag into the car first before going to eat?
Gulp ~~~
His stomach protested again.
Jiang Hao gritted his teeth and walked toward the western restaurant with the woven bag.
After picking up so much junk, they were very far away from the parking lot. It would take them a long time to walk back.
After this round trip, his stomach was so hungry that he couldn't stand it.
He went to the western restaurant to spend money. The customer was God. What could others say?
Besides, the woven bag didn't have any strange smell, so it wouldn't affect others.
Just as he reached the entrance of the western restaurant, the doorman stopped Jiang Hao.
"Sir, we can't go in here to beg.”
Tsk ~~~
Jiang Hao almost fell.
"How can you tell that I'm a beggar? I'm a f * cking garbage collector."
The doorman was stunned and said respectfully.
"Sir, we don't have any junk here for the time being. You can leave your contact information. I'll contact you again when we have junk.”
As expected of the doorman of a high-end western restaurant, his attitude was extremely polite, making Jiang Hao unable to get angry at all.
"Brother, I don't want food or junk. I'm going in to eat.”
The doorman was even more confused. He carefully sized up Jiang Hao's clothes.
"Sir, this is a high-end Western restaurant. The minimum spending limit is 2000 yuan. Are you sure you want to eat here?”
Jiang Hao glanced at the garbage pliers in his hand and said to the doorman.
"Don't worry, I'll pay for the food. I can put the things here first. Can you help me take a look?”
Looking at the woven bag in Jiang Hao's hand, the doorman said apologetically.
"Sir, I'm sorry. Our shop doesn't have the service of temporarily storing items.”
Jiang Hao had no choice but to walk into the restaurant with the woven bag.
The restaurant was over a thousand square meters in size. A black dance floor was located in the middle of the hall, surrounded by dozens of dining tables.
The restaurant was decorated with style. The crystal chandelier emitted a soft glow, and there were western-style candlesticks on the dining table. The golden floor made people feel magnificent.
Sitting at the dining table were men in suits and leather shoes, or beautiful women in gorgeous clothes. They were pushing glasses and whispering to the melodious music.
Looking at the scene before him, Jiang Hao somewhat understood the doorman's feelings.
Judging from the way he dressed, he was indeed a little out of place in this place.
A waiter walked to Jiang Hao's side, sizing him up with a strange gaze, and said respectfully.
"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?”
Jiang Hao came back to his senses.
"I'm eating. Help me find a seat.”
The waiter was surprised by Jiang Hao's attire. How did he come in? However, he didn't say anything.
They were all professionally trained and would not show any dissatisfaction to any guests.
"Sir, please come with me."
Jiang Hao's arrival was like a drop of water falling into a pot of oil in a western restaurant.
Everyone in the restaurant looked at Jiang Hao.
The woven bag, the garbage pliers, and the clothes on his body were quite clean, but this didn't change the fact that Jiang Hao was a junkyard man.
Many people frowned.
They spent a lot of money to eat, but they were actually sitting with a junk picker?
What was going on with this restaurant?
Those who were close to Jiang Hao secretly shifted their chairs, as if they could avoid him by doing so.
Jiang Hao sat on the chair and could see everything around him clearly.
He was also very helpless.
The system told him to pick up trash, what could he do?
The waiter took out a menu and handed it to Jiang Hao.
"Sir, would you like something to eat?”
Jiang Hao took the menu and glanced at it. It was all in English that he couldn't understand.
Since he couldn't understand the menu, Jiang Hao decided not to look at it. He ordered the dishes according to what he had learned from the television.
"One serving of French foie gras, two taels of the best caviar, one serving of tuna, one serving of steak, and one serving of Wagyu beef. That's all.”
The surrounding people were dumbfounded.
They were dumbfounded. It wasn't because Jiang Hao's dishes were cheap, but because they were too expensive.
The other dishes were fine, ranging from a few hundred to a few thousand yuan.
The most expensive caviar was a few thousand dollars per tael, and it was even US dollars.
She ordered without looking at the menu. Was she acting in a TV series?
Jiang Hao asked when the waiter didn't respond.
"What do you mean? Don't you have these things in your shop?”
The waiter came back to his senses and cursed himself in his heart. He was actually distracted while working.
This was very impolite behavior. If the manager found out, he would be fired.
"Sir, foie gras is 800 yuan, steak is 1200 yuan, and tuna is 600 yuan.”
"The best caviar in our shop is the natural imported caviar from Errosmaga. It's 4000 yuan per tael.”
The waiter deliberately explained the price of the food, as if he was afraid that Jiang Hao didn't hear him clearly.
Jiang Hao didn't get angry. This was normal.
"That's all. Please tell the kitchen to hurry up. I'm a little hungry.”
The waiter took the menu and left. His responsibility was to indicate the price of the food and make the customer satisfied.
If the customer did not have the money to pay, it would not be within his responsibility.
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