Next, as if summoning great courage, she spoke to them: "Hello, I'm here to change your baking pan."
Although her voice wasn't loud, it was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples.
Everyone looked toward her in unison, seeing a thin, small girl with shoulder-length short hair carrying an iron tray.
With an embarrassed expression, she greeted Huang Yiyi, Wu Kun, and the others.
Jiang Cheng looked up and saw that the girl's face was somewhat sallow, giving off an impression of malnutrition.
Seeing the newcomer, Huang Yiyi looked surprised. Her eyes widened as she said, "Ye Wan? Why are you here?"
Hearing Huang Yiyi's voice, a flash of panic crossed Ye Wan's eyes, as if she wanted to hide.
She stammered in response, "I... I'm working a part-time job here tonight."
"I see. Have you eaten yet?"
Ye Wan shook her head. "Not yet, I'll eat after work."
Hearing this, Huang Yiyi immediately extended a warm invitation. "Would you like to join us? There's so much here, we can't finish it all."
Ye Wan looked at the fish, shrimp, and various meats on the table and subconsciously swallowed. The fish on the table was indeed very tempting.
After hesitating for a few seconds, she still shook her head. Then, she used a pair of tongs to remove their glowing red-hot iron pan and replaced it with a new one.
Finally, she whispered to them, "Enjoy your meal."
As she turned to leave, Jiang Cheng activated the Character Scanning System on her.
"Human-Machine Scanning System activated. Acquiring target information."
[Name: Ye Wan]
[Age: 19]
[Height: 162 cm]
[Attractiveness: 75]
[Physique: 65 (Malnourished)]
[Privacy: 0] [favorability value: 50]
This was the first time the system had included a note about someone's condition.
Matching Jiang Cheng's first impression, Ye Wan's body was indeed in a state of malnutrition.
But what did the system mean by specifically noting this??
Could it be that there's room for improvement??
After reading, Jiang Cheng's thoughts drifted to Huang Yiyi beside him.
Can these things expand as nutrition increases??
Do they only get bigger after gaining weight??
Just as Ye Wan turned to leave with the iron tray, a young boy ran out from the side and bumped into her.
Ye Wan was startled by the sudden impact. Her first reaction was to shield the iron tray tightly, fearing the scalding pan would burn the little boy.
In her extreme panic, Ye Wan forgot that her hand was gripping the iron tray. It wasn't until she felt a piercing pain that she realized her index finger had been burned by the tray.
Her finger was scorched bright red by the high temperature, and the pain was almost unbearable.
Yet she endured the agony and didn't let go, because she knew the iron tray was extremely hot; if it accidentally fell, it might burn even more people.
A few seconds later, Ye Wan finally couldn't help but let go.
Her finger had long since been burned red by the tray, almost losing all sensation.
Losing its support, the iron tray fell directly to the ground with a loud clang.
Ye Wan's heart sank. She subconsciously looked toward the little boy, only to see he had already run to the side, completely unharmed.
Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, and her racing heart gradually calmed down.
Despite this, the boy's family showed no concern for whether Ye Wan was injured.
A mean-looking old woman stepped out from the side and pointed at Ye Wan's nose, scolding: "What's wrong with you? You can't even hold such a hot iron tray properly. What if you burned my grandson?"
Ye Wan's heart sank instantly.
She tried to explain, but the old woman kept pointing and cursing at her.
At this moment, the pain in her finger was agonizing, and a blister had already formed on her hand.
Tears welled up in her eyes, but she didn't dare to cry out.
Bowing her head deeply to the person in front of her, she said with a slightly trembling voice, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't do it on purpose. I didn't see him run out."
Another man spoke up to interrupt the middle-aged woman.
"Mom, stop talking. He ran off, go find him quickly. I'll go settle the bill."
Hearing this, the old woman grumbled as she ran outside. "Really, so unprofessional. It's a good thing nothing happened, otherwise, I'd see how you'd compensate us."
Huang Yiyi immediately stood up. She grabbed Ye Wan's hand and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
Ye Wan awkwardly hid her hand behind her back, her face pale as she shook her head gently. "I'm fine."
Her voice was very soft, as if it would scatter with the wind.
She looked as if she hadn't yet recovered from the situation; her eyes were filled with fear and helplessness.
Seeing this, the Male Manager also walked over immediately.
His face was dark as he harshly scolded Ye Wan.
Ye Wan just kept her head down, nodding repeatedly, not daring to say a word.
She knew she had made a mistake and could only try her best to make amends now.
Seeing Ye Wan's aggrieved look, for some reason, Jiang Cheng's brow slowly furrowed.
Jiang Cheng walked over and said, "This matter isn't entirely my classmate's fault. We all saw it just now; that boy suddenly ran into her."
When the Male Manager saw it was Jiang Cheng, the expression on his face softened considerably.
After all, Jiang Cheng had reserved many tables by himself.
He immediately stopped scolding Ye Wan.
With an awkward expression, he said, "Oh, so she's your classmate. Yes, I saw that too."
Turning to Ye Wan, he said helplessly, "You should still try to avoid this kind of thing happening in the future. Be more careful next time, look around more. You won't be this lucky every time."
"Yes, yes, I understand, Manager," Ye Wan said, then gave Jiang Cheng a grateful look.
"Clean this up quickly. There are still many pans over there that need changing."
Seeing that the Male Manager was no longer scolding her, Jiang Cheng didn't speak further.
Ultimately, this matter was a question of perspective.
Although Ye Wan's actions weren't wrong and the cause was the little boy,
From the standpoint of the service industry, she did indeed have some issues.
When carrying such scalding items, one must pay close attention to their surroundings, and even check for water stains on the floor.
From a manager's perspective, if Ye Wan had seen the boy running out in advance, the incident wouldn't have happened.
After all, there are many news reports about hot pot restaurants spilling hot soup on customers.
If something like that happened, it wouldn't be something that could be settled with just a few apologies...