Henyee Translations

  Henyee Translations

  Goodenia gaped at Mag, his mouth open. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

  Harrison was also looking very surprised. His old man had been trying to buy his way into the Chamber of Commerce and hadn’t succeeded. Every time he saw those board members, he had to act obsequious, so he had refrained from speaking up for Yabemiya.

  thought Harrison.

  Harrison looked at Mag with admiration.

  Gjergj looked thoughtful.

  Gloria was staring at Mag excitedly, her fists clenched. Suddenly, she remembered herself and bowed her head, abashed. She was still looking at Mag through the veil, though, her eyes shining like stars.

  Gloria thought.

  thought Lucia.

  the customers thought, surprised.

  Many people were relieved. They liked the young waitress’s smile, which could always put them in a good mood. They didn’t want to see her fired.

  “Oh, I want to be his waitress. I want to be protected by him too!” the girl from before looked up at Mag with adoration, hands over her heart again.

  “Shut up and eat!” bellowed the fat woman, hitting her daughter on the head with her spoon.

  The girl held her head in pain. She spooned some food into her mouth, her eyes still fixed on Mag.

  Many people were willing to obey the rules because of the good food. Now, after this little incident, they considered Mag honorable.

  The fact that Goodenia had stooped to such lows to try to pressure Mag into bending the rules for him only made him despicable.

  “Thank you, Boss,” Yabemiya said, looking at Mag’s back, crying. Her tears were falling onto the floor, but she felt so warm and happy inside.

  Mag turned to face her with a smile and kind eyes. “Always remember to smile.” He pulled out a neatly folded gray handkerchief and handed it to Yabemiya.

  “Yes, Boss.” She raised her eyes to look into his and found her courage again. She took the handkerchief, but wiped her tears with the back of her hand, grinning, revealing her two canine teeth.

  Goodenia’s face clouded over with anger.

  Never had he been treated like this since he became a board member at the beginning of this year. He grabbed his purse and pushed back his chair so hard that it fell and was damaged a little.

  “One tofu pudding, one Yangzhou fried rice, and one chair. That will be 18 gold coins,” Amy said solemnly, looking up at Goodenia with Ugly Duckling in her arms.

  “Meow, meow!” cried the kitten.

  “You should be grateful that I ate here,” Goodenia said coldly. “I’ve never paid a coin when eating out. So, get the f*ck out of my way!”

  All the customers were staring at him, aghast.

  Amy put the kitten on the floor and held out her little hand. “Pay, now!”