3. Let's Deal With All This

My car was speeding down the streets of London. The breeze felt like it was piercing my skin because I opened the window a little. I saw my driver whose eyes glanced at me now and then. It's okay, I already have an admirer

I thought As expected, news hunters had gathered in front of the hotel to interview and take photos with famous businessmen. When I got down and just took a step, the flash of camera lights all headed towards me, even the businessmen in front of me looked back, with a heavy heart I smiled at them and passed them gracefully.

I also heard gossip from journalists. It's natural because my appearance this time is like the earth and the sky. I always wear modest clothes even though sometimes they are a little tight and don't overdo the make-up. But tonight I used bright red lipstick like my dress.

"Isn't that Radella Jackwell"

"Oh yes, wow... this time it's charming and sexy. Ah so hot"

"Yes, yes, she even prettier than Sarah, her husband's lover."

"Wow, .if she's like this, her husband will let Sarah go."

Is that true, should I dress up like this to attract their sympathy. All of you are jerks...it's just gossip and rumors that you spread! I grumbled to myself, I entered the hotel and it turned out that not only my employees but my subordinates all had shocked facial expressions when they saw my appearance.

When I entered the room. I was warmly welcomed by the guests who almost filled the room while tasting the appetizers. Many men tried to approach me but I tried to avoid them by continuing to walk to monitor the food being served.

Whether there was enough starter menu. My steps stopped when I saw 2 tables with empty sections. And people ask where the food is. Suddenly I was surprised to hear that and immediately went to the waiter who was serving food at another table.

"Why is the table over there empty and not filled?" I said while pointing at the table, the contents of which were a little full of space

"Out of stock, Madam, many people are eating it over there, while here they haven't touched it," he said while looking down.

"How could it be finished... make it again," I said firmly but slowly

"The ingredients are out of stock, Madam," said one of the other servants

"The event hasn't started yet, even the guests are still busy outside, how do you manage this?" I said, a little emotional but under control. The waiter could only remain silent because he didn't know exactly how the chef worked.

I was still paying attention to the dining table and when several women asked me to chat I was a little less concentrated because my hotel service was more important. "The sushi at your place is delicious, Ella. We are addicted to it and keep eating it," they said, praising each other while eating the sushi.

"Oh yes, please enjoy but don't be full because the main food and dessert are no less delicious," I said to cover their eating frenzy.

"Oh yes, I can't wait any longer," said one of them.

When I saw the table full of sushi being invaded by guests who didn't feel it. I was even more afraid. Afraid that it wouldn't be fulfilled for all the guests.

"Where are you going, Ella?" asked one of them when I turned around suddenly.

"Uhm, I want to check the food you like. I hope the stock is sufficient and enjoy, " I answered to cover my anxiety.

"Okay... Ella... thank you for pampering our tongues," they said to me I also walked quickly to the kitchen.

There I saw they were all confused by the service report and I headed towards the target in charge. I went over to him and saw that he was busy with what he was holding at the moment.

"Chef Keaton, 3 empty tables and what's the solution?" I shouted when I saw him and made him stop doing his activities and then looked at me calmly as if there was no problem.

"Sorry Madam, we ran out of ingredients, actually we also made more but they took more portions than we expected," he said politely and stopped his busy of arranging food on plates.

"We can't stop guests from eating, this is not a restaurant that orders according to demand. This is our opportunity to make a lot because they don't order in quantity but order according to the guests' needs," I said a little emotionally.

"Yes, Madam, I know, but the supporting materials are not available on the market," he answered, still polite and calm.

"You know Keaton, this is a problem of customer satisfaction. You should think quickly when a table is empty, but what is this, you can't overcome that deficiency. Don't equate your character with yourself as a chef for customer satisfaction, " I said without think again because my emotions are still unstable.

He stopped work, "Sorry, what do you mean?" he asked with an expression of knitted eyebrows and a tense face.

"You all get out, turn off all the fires and leave this kitchen for a while except you," I said while looking at him, the chef in charge.

When everything was out, I started to continue my words which weren't worth saying but I don't know why my mouth said something like this "Do I need to repeat that customer satisfaction is important in business. Otherwise they will leave and maybe your wife is not satisfied with your service so she will leave you." I said sarcastically He frowned

"What? Sorry... how can a highly educated and respected person like you say that?" he said while cleaning his hands with a napkin that was on the table after that he walked over to me.

"You don't need higher education to analyze like that," I said and was about to turn around because I thought I had gone too far and didn't want to add another harsh sentence, but

"Wait—" I stopped in my tracks and turned around to look at him who was now right in front of me.

"You mean I can't satisfy women, is that so?" he asked with a slightly raised voice and a cynical look, I just stared at him and shrugged my shoulders arrogantly.

"Maybe... let's deal with all this or—" I said and stopped because he was interrupted,

"Or do you want to try it... after that compare it with your husband's service."