Declan was somewhat annoyed by the pretty lady who had mistaken him for a waiter. Was his appearance that ordinary?
"Come and help me move the podium to the middle of the room."
Declan was still in a daze when the pretty lady called out to him again.
Declan had no reason to refuse the pretty lady's request, and he immediately rushed over to help her.
As a result, the pretty lady did not stop instructing Declan for this and that. They were busy for two whole hours.
Declan was about to tell the pretty lady that he was not a waiter, but there was suddenly a commotion not too far away from him. A man in a suit, presumably the supervisor, had arrived in the conference room. He checked around the room and kept lecturing the staff.
"You good-for-nothings. With so many of you,
