The next day, the Twisted Bell opened as usual, but it received no guests that evening. Most of the employees were busy with preparations, such as carving fruit, preparing alcohol, and cleaning the place.
When Wei Zhijuan entered the bar, she immediately went to the boss's office. Just as she knocked on the door, the boss happened to walk out.
When he saw her, he scolded her with displeasure. "Where have you been for the past few days? You haven't been answering my calls, I was beginning to think something had happened to you!"
Wei Zhijuan clumsily scratched her head. "I'm sorry, boss. I didn't come to work because of some personal matters..."
