Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

So after he saw clearly that the other party was an Oriental mixed-race, he stopped looking carefully, walked forward and said perfunctorily: "Let's go, the foreman ordered us."

Qiao Nian followed silently without saying a word.

This tall foreign man complained all the way about how unlucky he was to have an easy part-time job as a free dishwasher.

Qiao Nian heard him swearing and yelling "fuck" several times, but he kept his voice down and whispered.

They were taken to the back kitchen and were soon directed to the right corner to help wash fruits and vegetables.

There were seven or eight people sitting there who were very busy.

No one had time to say hello to the two newcomers. He took some time out of his busy schedule to tell them how to clean these expensive fruits and vegetables, then assigned them a bunch of tasks, and then walked away to go about his own business.

Qiao Nian looked at the pile of chores assigned to her. Instead of looking embarrassed like the tall foreign man, Qiao Nian rolled up her sleeves and started working leisurely.

When the tall foreign man saw the oriental mixed-race face, he started to work honestly. He took a breath, his face turned red, and his mouth moved, and finally he took a breath and started to work.

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This busy work lasted three or four hours.

Except for a two-hour break for lunch.

Qiao Nian was being ordered to do this and that by the people in the kitchen almost the whole time. She was very cooperative and did things neatly. Apart from not being very talkative, she had almost no faults.

The people in the kitchen gradually became familiar with her, and thought Qiao Nian had a good personality.

By six o'clock in the afternoon, the sun began to set outside, and the kitchen was almost busy with chores. Many people mentioned going outside when they had free time.

"Are the guests coming soon?"

"It seems like a small group of people have arrived."

"I heard that tonight's banquet was of a very high standard. It's not the kind you often see on TV without any media reporters covering it."

"Look at the ingredients delivered today, none of them are expensive imported goods. The truffles and fish roe seem to be free. Hey, even the chefs are masters hired from outside."

Qiao Nian finished her work and was wiping her hands leisurely.

Because she had been helping in the kitchen, she was surprisingly low-key, and no one noticed her presence.

"Hello."

However, after she wiped her hands, the unlucky man who was called over to help her called out to her and told her with an ugly expression.

"People outside are here, we have to go over to our position and guard it. Do you want to go over?"

He sounded very unhappy.

The main reason was that Qiao Nian had been very cooperative throughout the day, so he had to work hard with all his energy.

Seeing that Qiao Nian was a woman, he couldn't be too harsh on her, so he had to suppress his anger and said, "If you don't go over, I will go over."

He didn't want to stay in this damn kitchen any longer. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the Oriental woman throwing the tissue for wiping her hands into the trash can, raising her hand to push the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, raising her head slightly, revealing a fair and transparent face with oval seeds, and a pair of calm eyes. Own

One glance.

"Yeah, together."

He was stunned for a moment.

This voice... is light and tinged with a bit of indulgent laziness, which can be heard.

His heart skipped a beat, and he looked intently at the other person's face.

However, before he could react, the Oriental woman had lowered her brow hair again, half-covering her eyes, and walked slowly in front of him towards the banquet hall. He looked at the other person's back, stayed there for a full second, then slapped himself hard, cursed what he was thinking, and hurried to catch up.

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