In a corner, a slender young woman was being scolded.
At a glance, she wasn't strikingly beautiful, but she exuded an innocent and tender beauty that, in more fashionable terms, could be described as a fresh, "beauty fuel" type.
Initially, Nathaniel Summers thought she looked somewhat familiar, and then he recalled that this woman was Alexander Summers's ex-girlfriend, having visited the Summers Residence before; he had seen her from a distance once.
The young woman hung her head low, her hands twisted together, wearing clothes that seemed borrowed, a bit ill-fitting.
Standing in front of her was a fat, slightly balding man, who spoke in an unfriendly tone, "Are you really stupid or just pretending? Just standing there like an idiot, you think you can work a job that pays eight hundred a day?! I hired you to sell alcohol; have you sold even one bottle?! Sally has already sold several bottles! I hired you to sell alcohol, not to stand guard!"
