"Ah..." Tong Keke, realizing she had caused trouble again, let out a gasp, her small hands covering her mouth, a look of complete doom on her face.
Sure enough, the lobby manager had his eyes back on her and immediately strode over. Tong Keke, wearing an expression of remorse, lowered her head and hurriedly began cleaning up the shattered plate and the food spilled all over the floor.
She was totally done for!
Tong Keke felt like crying but no tears came.
"Tong Keke, did you take the wrong medicine today? What's going on? You've been fumbling about all day! Do you know how much these plates cost? And you messed up twice in a row! I don't know whether I'm blind or you're just that dumb for me to have hired you. Unlucky me! Get out of here now. Here's five hundred bucks—take it, get your pay, and leave. The other five hundred will cover the cost of the plate and cup damages."
