Chapter 7 - CHAPTER 7

"You're already here, Rain! I have some fantastic news to share with you!" Alrich's colleague burst into the break room, his eyes wide with excitement. "Did you know there's going to be a huge celebration at the restaurant tonight? It's been booked by one of the veteran actors from the Entertainment Industry! Wow, I can't wait to serve them."

Alrich observed his colleague's enthusiasm, noticing how his buddy's tone was electric with anticipation. It was clear he was eager to bask in the glamour and excitement of the night to come, but Alrich felt a wave of indifference wash over him. He plastered a smile on his face, making an effort to match his colleague's excitement.

"Hm…" Alrich grunted, trying to mask his lack of genuine interest. Deep down, he was completely unengaged by the prospect of entertaining stars for the evening.

"Did you hear that if we provide exceptional service, the restaurant owner might just reward us with a pay increase? Can you believe it? I'm determined to make the most of this opportunity to snag a bonus! I definitely won't be missing out on this night," his colleague chimed in, practically jumping at the thought.

'Me too,' Alrich mused internally, feeling a fleeting sense of yearning. He began to change into his uniform, a bit begrudgingly.

The celebration was set to start at 8 p.m., a prime time when the restaurant would be buzzing with energy. However, Alrich, bound by his afternoon shift, he knew he wouldn't be able to witness the popular bands performing.

It wasn't disappointing for him, 'cause his responsibilities at home tugged at his heart more strongly than the siren call of celebrity.

Moreover, the management was fully aware of his situation and had never pressured him to stay late. They respected that he was a dedicated father, juggling his work life with caring for his twins who would be waiting for their father's arrival after school.

Because of this understanding, no co-worker dared to encourage him to extend his shift into the late hours—even if they openly expressed jealousy over missing out on such a remarkable occasion.

But for Alrich, he doesn't get jealous.

As the clock struck six in the afternoon, an array of artists, celebrated figures from the Entertainment Industry, arrived one after another.

The schedule had been unexpectedly altered by that famous actor, the one who had initiated this grand celebration, leaving everyone puzzled yet intrigued. The sun glinted off the beautiful attire of the guests, fabrics rich in color that dazzled like jewels under the warm daylight.

Surrounding the entire restaurant, security guards stood vigilant, ensuring that only invited guests could partake in the festivities, resolute in their duty to maintain the event's exclusivity.

Amid the preparations, the waitstaff, including waiters and waitresses, moved rhythmically about the venue, expertly serving drinks and arranging appetizers for the guests, ensuring everything was perfect for the upcoming celebration.

Alrich, one of the servers, made his way through the new guest with a tray in hand, carrying the special wine rumored to be magical—one sip, and you'd never feel the effects of inebriation. Just as he approached a table, a call rang out, beckoning him to come closer.

Gathering around were a lively group of young people, five women and five men.

"Do you need something, ma'am or sir?" Alrich asked with a polite smile, his tone warm and inviting. Yet, he couldn't help but notice the reaction his presence evoked.

Several of the women paused mid-laughter, their attention drawn entirely to him, while three of the men exchanged glances, their cheeks tinted with a slight blush, revealing their admiration.

Although he was clad in the standard waiter uniform—a crisp white shirt and black trousers—Alrich's striking appearance could not be overlooked. His fair skin seemed to glow in the sunlight, so radiant it was almost blinding. The golden strands of his slightly tousled hair caught the light, creating a halo effect around his head.

But it was his eyes, a mesmerizing shade of purple, that truly held their gaze. Fringed by long, dark lashes, they sparkled with a hint of mischief and kindness, invoking feelings of envy from those who longed to possess such natural beauty. His small, finely shaped nose added to his allure, making him appear almost ethereal, while his full, red lips curved into a smile that could take one's breath away.

'This is the True Beauty,' the onlookers thought, swept away in admiration for Alrich, whose mere presence transformed the atmosphere around him.

Especially those who are far away are looking at the young man while some are simply taking photos of Alrich while posting on Weibo.

@xxx✓: OMG! I found my future husband!

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@xxx✓: Now I realize that I'm still an average human being. How I wish I looked like him. Too handsome!

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@xxx✓: This is kinda frustrating. The reason why I attend this kind of celebration is because I'm a fan of Master Weilan, now, I don't know. Who's him? Is he still single? I can become a woman just for him! Lol!

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The overwhelming popularity of a recent photo of Rich caused Weibo to crash, as countless users flocked to the platform to see the stunning image that had been captured discreetly. Despite its slightly shaky quality, it was undeniable that Rich possessed an incredible beauty that radiated from the photograph, captivating everyone who encountered it.

As users scrolled through their feeds, many found themselves irresistibly drawn to the striking photo, pausing in admiration. Some even went so far as to save the image, eager to keep this beautiful portrayal close at hand.

Amidst the frenzy, a number of curious individuals took to Weibo in search of the young man featured in the photograph, hoping to uncover more about him. However, their attempts were met with frustration as they struggled to locate his username or any additional information about him. The aura of mystery surrounding Rich only heightened the intrigue.

Who could this enigmatic figure be?