But the woman's cautious demeanor not only failed to cool Jin Rumo's anger, but it further infuriated him.
In Jin Rumo's eyes, that last trace of warmth had dissipated.
"Tell her to get out!"
Spitting out those three cold words seemed to ease his depressive mood considerably.
The moment the waitress heard this, she knew she had caused a huge problem and her legs went weak; she knelt down directly, "I'm sorry, Boss, I really didn't mean it, please don't fire me... It was so hard to find this job, and I've only worked for two days. I beg you, please don't fire me, please..."
Jin Rumo looked straight ahead, his hand nonchalantly straightening his collar, with an unreadable expression of enjoyment on his face.
The waitress continued to plead desperately, "Boss, I really didn't do it on purpose, please, give me another chance. I have a child who is still in school; this job is really important to me..."
