Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 681 - 655: Qian Extends Her Delicate Hand

The waitress was wiping her tears, looking quite young—probably in her teens, still half a child. Most of those who come to work in a place like this often do not have the best family conditions. They strive hard for a living yet fail to gain respect from some customers.

The middle-aged lady bullying the waitress sounded like she was from the school’s high ranks. Such a lack of manners has nothing to do with one’s profession; there’s always a bad apple in every industry.

Qian took a wet napkin from her bag and quietly handed it to the waitress.

"Ah, sorry about that, miss. Is there anything you need me to do?" The waitress hurriedly wiped her tears and forced a smile at Qian.

"It’s nothing. I saw you’ve been standing here all day; it must be exhausting. Wipe your face. Such a pretty young girl—crying ruins your skin."

"I can just use a tissue."

The waitress shyly declined, but Qian tore open the package and handed it to her. Such a small gesture was indeed touching.

"Some people just lack manners. Don’t take it to heart."

"Thank you, miss. Oh, I work here, and I suppose I should be used to it by now. But sometimes it’s still—" The waitress burst into tears again. Everyone has self-esteem, and it’s heart-wrenching to be scolded constantly. After all, waitresses are human too; how can they deserve to be scolded?

"Don’t cry. You are still so young; there are endless possibilities ahead. Strive hard, and you’ll eventually make life better for yourself and your family."

"Oh, thank you, miss!"

Not everyone respects service workers, and Qian moved the waitress.

Qian chatted with the waitress for a while, offered her some advice, and then the food runner arrived.

A waitress has to attend to multiple private rooms simultaneously. The waitress thanked Qian and went to serve another room.

The food runner placed the dishes on the table meant for cups and such, then turned around and left.

Qian glanced at the dishes on the small table, which were ordered by Mr An.

In the hallway now were only Qian and the bodyguard. Gracefully yet swiftly, Qian reached out, grabbed the rag used for wiping the tables, slightly pressed it, and the water from the rag dripped onto the dishes. Then this graceful woman used her delicate hand to paw at the dishes~

The bodyguard thought he must have been seeing things, blinked his eyes forcefully, only to find Qian had already finished her act, wiped her hands clean with the wet napkin, and maintained an unperturbed expression as if nothing had happened at all.

Casually tossing the used napkin into the trash bin, Qian turned around to see the bodyguard looking at her in astonishment.

"What did you see?"

"Saw nothing."

Such a merciless woman!

Qian nodded with satisfaction and walked into the private room like a queen. Mr An’s ordered dishes were quite strong-flavored, just enough to mask the rag water’s taste.

In this sweltering heat, if she doesn’t have a tummy ache, she’s impressive; let it happen—think of it as quenching the fire.

Whatever waste can be expelled is just physical waste, but the garbage thoughts growing in the brain can’t be rid of like waste.

Qian and Narcissus had an uncomfortable meal. Sharing the same room with such people and being forced to hear their self-righteous views, when Qian and Narcissus were leaving, they were still discussing how to seal the mouths of the outside world and pin the blame on Weiwei. They even said that Weiwei’s depression was due to her failing to come to terms with things.

Once out of the restaurant, Narcissus complained, "What kind of thinking is this? How do people like this become teachers?"

"Most teachers still have strong professional ethics, but with a large population, there will always be a few industry scoundrels. They don’t represent all teachers; their students are simply unlucky."

"According to their logic, it becomes the girl’s fault for being bullied? I almost couldn’t hold back just now, really wanted to argue with them."

"So many underaged and even adult women who experience harassment or worse dare not speak out, not because they’re weak, but because they face more criticism from people like [those women] if they do. The real perpetrators receive very little punishment. Narcissus, when you went to negotiate business with your dad, didn’t you encounter many middle-aged men who become particularly disgusting after drinking?"

"Yes, some middle-aged men’s talks are utterly unbearable, especially after drinking. They say all sorts of things. Their looks when discussing how to get a young girl are so revolting it makes you sick."

Narcissus mingles with great figures in the business circle, usually very well-mannered and articulate, yet after a few drinks, they reveal their vile thoughts. Though they dare not approach Narcissus themselves—her kind of woman is beyond their reach—she frequently witnesses them misbehaving and intimidating young girls.

Women in business can’t avoid encountering these things. Her family’s status and wealth protect her from such bullying, but watching these foul people torment others is still disgusting.

Thus, Teng Daye implied wanting Daoda to return to support Narcissus. Holding up such a massive family business alone is too challenging, but Narcissus believes Daoda can’t let go of his career to be the man behind her, painfully suggesting a breakup.

Qian’s question triggered Narcissus’s heartbreaking matters.

"Many beliefs are self-righteous and unilateral, thinking fathers should be benevolent, teachers diligent gardeners, and wealthy people cultured. But all of this is misunderstood. Scoundrels know no gender, profession, or status boundaries. Some people relentlessly exploit their power to not let their ancestors down, fueling their evil unabashedly."

"Qian’er, now that you mention it, last time my dad took me to a drinking party, a few local entrepreneurs shamelessly discussed in front of me and my dad how to lure female students, it was particularly sickening. They proudly shared tactics, claiming girls dare not speak up when such things happen, they give some money and guide them slightly, those people are effortlessly manipulative when it comes to women, it’s just disgusting."

Of course, those men weren’t as blunt as Narcissus described, but overall, that was the meaning. Older men boast about tricking young girls as if women flaunt purchasing a few handbags—a sense of pride and arrogance.

"The nauseating middle-aged men repeatedly succeed because their mentality aligns with the logic of those two middle-aged women we just saw—it’s a complete logical relationship. Our sexual education and publicity are lacking, leaving many bewildered girls without this knowledge. Some teachers, elders, and spectators shamelessly shift the blame onto the girls, implying girls being bullied stems from their own issues. Many girls suffer grievances without knowing whom to confide in or what to do."

In Qian’s view, those who share the school principal’s mentality are accomplices. It’s not merely a personal assault but a societal one.

"I won’t even begin to criticize those repulsive men’s thoughts; how could some women also join the mockery? Seeing that principal’s conduct—I truly wish she’d face consequences. She even said depression is self-imposed, as if it’s easy to speak without experiencing the issues herself."

"Hmm, she will face repercussions."

Qian thought the principal might experience stomach troubles but couldn’t foresee a much more terrifying event was about to unfold for this principal. Of course, that’s a story for another time.