The pleasant respite always felt fleeting, and before long it was time for the evening shift. Ji Yue stood at the door, clutching the reservation list and repeatedly instructing the hostesses responsible for welcoming guests to make sure they didn't make any mistakes with the reservations—otherwise the consequences would be much more severe than just a 200 yuan fine and the loss of this week's vacation days.
Taifeng Building opened for business at 5 pm, and Xu Cheng arrived precisely on time. Accompanying him was the Han Guishan family, who had come to freeload a meal.
A Four-person Qixi Festival was indeed out of the ordinary.
The hostess was even a bit flustered when she heard Xu Cheng report his reservation name.
Arrivals like Xu Cheng, who came this early, were in the minority; most diners didn't start to show up until after 6 pm. Among them were Fang Zhuoyue and Huang Chenxuan, who had just finished watching a movie and decided to come here for dinner.
