"21. I'm 21 this year."
Max wasn't sure if the other party was truly asking about her age, but let's assume he was for now.
"The position you want to apply for is?"
"Waitress."
"If you're applying for a waitress position, I can only say I'm sorry, because this place is going to be renovated and won't be open for business in the short term." Shane looked at Max and continued, "I went to the restroom for so long just now, yet you didn't leave. This job must be very important to you, right? If I put you in charge of the subsequent renovation and recruitment work, responsible for the daily operation and management of this restaurant, can you do it?"
Max was originally a bit dejected, thinking there was no hope again. Unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better. She instantly jumped up in excitement: "I can! I can do it!"
"Then congratulations. From now on, you are the manager of the Williamsburg Diner." Shane smiled and extended his hand.
"Yes!" Max pumped her fist excitedly, then shook Shane's hand and probed tentatively, "Boss, what about my salary?"
"Provisionally set at ten thousand a month. If you perform well, I can consider giving you a share of the restaurant's profits. Also, I bought a house nearby. You can live there for free. Here's the key. I'll tell you the address later; you can move in anytime." Shane found the key to the nearby small house and tossed it to Max.
Max caught the key in a flurry, asking with a weird expression, "Boss, my job is just to be responsible for the restaurant, nothing else, right?"
Shane nodded. "What else do you want to do?"
Max looked at Shane, confirming he was speaking sincerely, and couldn't help but roast him: "Monthly salary of ten thousand, profit sharing for good performance, and letting me move into your house to live together for free. Boss, are you sure you're looking for a restaurant manager?"
"I'm letting you move in for free, not move in to live with me." Shane looked at Max, who was winking and making faces, and shook his head dumbly, explaining, "Forget living together; you might not even see my face a few times in the future. After handing the restaurant over to you, I'll be leaving New York. If anything happens, contact me by phone."
"I thought my chance to fly up the branch and become a phoenix had arrived. Boss, if you didn't mean that, you should have made it clear." Max said carelessly.
"Flying up the branch to become a phoenix" was nonsense. She just said it casually and didn't take it seriously herself. If Shane had climbed up that pole, nine times out of ten she would have sprayed insults casually, just like she sprayed the cook Oleg in the TV show.
Who is the strongest sprayer?
Williamsburg Diner, Max!
Spraying the boss and colleagues is nothing. If the other party goes too far, she even sprays the customers!
In the TV show, Max's life was miserable. Working two jobs at the same time, taking odd jobs in her spare time, making cupcakes... despite being so busy every day, her income wasn't high. Unclear bills and untaxable income were still the main theme of her life.
It was different now. Giving her a high salary and removing the pressure of rent—would Max change in such an environment? When Caroline Channing, whose family had fallen from grace, came to work at the restaurant, would they still become good friends? Shane looked forward to it.
Click. The restaurant door was pushed open.
Olivia and Serena came in with a designer in a suit. The designer was found by Serena through her mother's connections. Apparently very famous in the industry, specializing in serving the wealthy aristocrats of high society. Although the fees were high, the level was also high. Shane was very satisfied with the design renderings.
"She is the restaurant manager, Max Black." Shane introduced them to each other. "This is Olivia, my driver. You ask her for advice on renovation and recruitment matters, and you'll take over afterwards. This little girl who looks very mature but is actually underage is Serena. If she comes to eat at the restaurant in the future, remember to waive her bill."
Although Max didn't understand why Olivia was the boss's driver instead of his girlfriend, and even less why a driver would be responsible for renovation and recruitment, she didn't dare take it lightly. After nodding greetings to the two, she mustered 120% of her spirit to ask Olivia for advice.
"You're not pestering Anna at the hotel? How come you're hanging out with Olivia?" Shane teased Serena casually.
"I have something to ask you."
Serena looked a bit serious, as if she had serious business to discuss.
Shane chuckled. "Let me guess. You wouldn't be thinking of coming with us, would you?"
"Can't I?" Serena frowned, looking at Shane with dissatisfaction on her small face. Unfortunately, she looked too mature and completely lacked the cute lolita feel her actual age should have.
"Olivia is my driver. She has courage and accurate marksmanship. You know Anna's identity very well; they have the ability to protect themselves even if they encounter danger. What about you? An underage little girl whose brain is filled with dangerous thrills. Taking you along would be a burden."
"I can..."
"I know you want to say you can be Anna's blood bag. That's exactly why I won't take you." Shane looked at her unreconciled expression, thought for a moment, and drew a big pie for her. "How about this? If you promise me to be a good girl who keeps herself clean and stays away from trouble, I'll teach you ninjutsu. As long as you can cultivate ninjutsu chakra, I'll take you on adventures with us."
During this period of spending time together day and night, Serena already knew that Shane was a Chakra Ninja and could use various magical ninjutsu. Shane didn't specifically avoid her or hide it from her.
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