Chu Xi immediately shot a piercing glare.
The middle-aged woman shivered, recalling the advice she had given herself, and corrected herself, "Don't just stand here, go over there and help organize the napkins as the supervisor said."
Chu Xi gave a fierce look at the woman who had just tattled, then turned back with a haughty and cold expression, "I got it."
She walked off briskly.
The female server who knew the middle-aged woman couldn't help but stand up for her, "Mrs. Cheng, why did you help her! Look at that smug face of hers, so annoying. You helped her, and she didn't even say thank you, acting all high and mighty. Ugh, I don't know what she's so proud of, if it weren't for you, she'd have been fired already!"
The middle-aged woman forced a smile, cutting her off, defending Chu Xi, "Maybe she's just not good at interacting with people."
"I think she's just plain rude! Can't imagine what her parents are like!"
