Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God-Chapter 953 - 952

Yang Hao didn't really want to have dinner with Lin Fan because his status was now different from Lin Fan's. He worked in an office now, unlike Lin Fan, who worked hard under the sun and rain as a low-level laborer. Yes, in Yang Hao's eyes, delivering packages or takeout was no different from being a migrant worker.

With so many people watching in the restaurant, he was even less likely to eat with Lin Fan. Didn't he care about his image! 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"Haha, Lin Fan, it's been a long time since we last met. We should catch up, but unfortunately, I'm busy this time. I have plans with colleagues to discuss some work matters."

Yang Hao found an excuse to dodge and added, "Lin Fan, you're dressed so nicely today, you must have something going on, right? It wouldn't be for a date, would it? I won't disturb your date then, just don't tell the other person you deliver packages, you know."

With that, Yang Hao quickly dodged away as if avoiding the plague and sat at another empty table.

Lin Fan: "..."

He didn't even get a chance to explain that he wasn't there for a date; it seemed Yang Hao wasn't interested whether he was or wasn't on a date, just looking for an excuse not to sit with him.

"Sir, your set meal, please enjoy."

At this moment, the waitress brought Lin Fan's meal, her face filled with a warm smile, just like at the start. She hadn't changed her demeanor upon learning Lin Fan was a deliveryman.

"Thank you," Lin Fan smiled, "I mean, thanks for speaking up for me earlier."

The waitress was momentarily stunned. Lin Fan actually heard what she said earlier?

She suddenly felt a bit embarrassed and smiled, "No problem, I just spoke from the heart."

With that, the waitress went off to her tasks.

This was just an ending to an insignificant interlude, and Lin Fan ate on his own, needing to get to his real business after eating.

While Lin Fan was eating, a woman wearing sunglasses entered from outside. With the aura of a socialite, she held a dog's leash, leading a short-haired pet dog.

Entering the restaurant, the woman took off her sunglasses and glanced around. Lin Fan caught her eye—this handsome young man was truly handsome. Ahem, the woman coughed twice and sat at an empty table next to Lin Fan.

Seeing the table, the woman showed a disgusted expression and yelled, "Where is the waiter? Why is there water on the table? That's so unsanitary! What's going on with this restaurant, can customers even eat with peace of mind?"

The table indeed had some water marks; perhaps the waiter didn't clean it well. This woman was probably too picky or had a cleanliness obsession.

The waitress who had served Lin Fan hurried over. She wasn't unfamiliar with customers like this and had her ways to handle them.

"Miss, I'm sorry, it was our oversight. How about this, since there aren't many customers now, you could choose another table." The waitress said politely.

Indeed, there were many empty tables around. She could easily move to another table, or if she disliked it so much, even change restaurants. It wasn't a big deal.

The woman didn't want to change tables; this table was closest to Lin Fan, and she wanted to sit beside the handsome guy and admire him. After all, dining next to a handsome guy could light her mood.

"I like this seat, is there a problem? Stop the nonsense and just clean it up." The woman gave the waitress a stern look.

The waitress quickly responded, "Okay, I'll do it right away."

The waitress swiftly returned with napkins and carefully wiped the table clean.

Only then was the woman satisfied, saying, "All right, bring me two sets of utensils."

The waitress assumed she had company, so she didn't say much and simply went to get the utensils.

After placing the two sets of utensils, the woman flipped through the menu, "Give me a signature set meal, less spicy. Little Bao's stomach isn't well lately and can't handle spice. Hurry up."

The waitress replied, "Sure."

Once the waitress left, the woman lowered her head, picked up the small pet dog, and dotingly did a head bump with it, laughing, "Little Bao, are you hungry? You'll have food soon."

Lin Fan was slightly taken aback; he wondered who Little Bao was, only to find it was the dog. It seemed she planned to share the meal with the dog.

Of course, this was none of Lin Fan's business, so he continued with his meal.

Soon, the waitress brought the woman's order to her.

The woman happily said to the pet dog, "Great, we can eat now. Sit properly."

Afterward, she placed the dog on the chair opposite her and put a dish in front of the dog.

As soon as the waitress placed the food, the woman scooped a spoonful of rice and put it on the dog's plate, doting, "Eat up, Little Bao."

The pet dog barked twice, appearing very hungry, and began to eat, licking the plate with its tongue.

Seeing this scene, the waitress frowned, hesitated a bit, seemingly contemplating whether to intervene.

The woman noticed the waitress hadn't left, glanced at her, and asked, "What's up? Haven't all the dishes been served?"

The waitress finally mustered the courage to say, "Miss, our restaurant has a policy that dogs aren't allowed to eat at the table. Could you please have them eat elsewhere?"

Hearing this, the woman became displeased, "Why can't my Little Bao eat at the table? What kind of lousy policy is that? I personally ordered the food, what's wrong with giving it to my dog? Can't I have that freedom?"

The woman was fierce, making the waitress a bit timid, but she still summoned the courage to say, "It's unsanitary. These dishes are for people, not pets."

The woman's anger flared, "In my eyes, my Little Bao is just like a person. You have no sense at all! I'm telling you, today nobody can interfere. My Little Bao will eat right here, what can you do about it? Get lost, don't disturb our mother-and-son meal!"

Mother and son... This woman truly treated the dog as her own son, viewing it as a human.

The waitress patiently said, "Our restaurant policy is that dogs shouldn't eat at the table. It's not sanitary. After a dog uses a dish, can other customers use it?"

The woman stubbornly said, "Why not? Did Little Bao lick the plate to pieces or something?"

The waitress said, "Not that it was licked apart, but it carries bacteria, and shouldn't be used by people afterward."

The woman retorted angrily, "What nonsense are you spouting? Dishes used by people have no bacteria? After they're used, can't you wash them? My Little Bao eats at the table every day at home like a human. Why are you so delicate? I'm not afraid to tell you, I see, being a waitress, you're at society's bottom. You eat worse than my dog, and I don't despise you, so what gives you the right to look down on my dog?"

The waitress was at a loss for words and didn't know how to respond. This woman was just too overbearing; this type of difficult customer was really hard to handle. The waitress was losing her nerve.

"Haha, I think that dog isn't your son; maybe it's your dear father." Suddenly, a soft chuckle came from the side.

The speaker was Lin Fan.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then erupted in anger, pointing at Lin Fan, screeched, "What did you say?"