As if things couldn’t get any more challenging, the impending Chinese New Year has led many employees to take their holidays early. Consequently, the supermarket is experiencing a surge in customers—double the usual flow—while the number of staff members avable has significantly decreased. This has resulted in a variety of job shortages throughout the store.<fnd499> For more chapters visit find{n}ovel</fnd499>


    There is ack of salespeople, cleaners, and cashiers, and even the employees assigned to the weighing station are insufficient. Shoppers can expect to wait in line for about ten minutes just to purchase a carte items.


    Amid the chaos, Jacob expressed his frustration, saying, “Hey! I really should’ve gone out earlier to shop so I could rx at home and watch TV instead of being stuck here in this crowd!”


    “I know,” Charlie replied with a wry smile. “I wanted toe yesterday, but Mom ended up getting hurt.”


    Jacob scoffed, “Don’t get me started on that annoying woman; she just causes trouble all the time!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Despite his irritation, Jacob sighed and mused, “Honestly, with all the trouble she stirs up, why hasn’t she ever faced thew? If only she could identally cross paths with the high-voltage part of the legal system and end up in jail for a few years—wouldn’t that be something!”


    Surprised, Charlie chuckled, “Dad, if ire hears you say that, she’s going to be devastated.”


    “Hey, I’m just venting to you—promise me you won’t tell ire!” Jacob insisted.


    Charlie nodded, “I get it. Don’t worry.”


    With a resigned sigh, Jacob suggested, “Let’s stop talking about her and focus on getting the ingredients for our New Year’s Eve dinner.”


    “Alright,” Charlie agreed. “Let’s kick things off in the vegetable section. The first item on the list has to be vegetables; if we don’t grab them early, they’ll be gone, and we’ll be left with the less fresh options.”


    As they discussed their shopping strategy, they made their way to the vegetable area.


    Although the vegetable section is spacious, the shelves are tightly packed, leaving only narrow aisles that easily be congested with shoppers.


    While pushing their cart into the section, they suddenly heard someone shout, “You old bat, are you blind? Can’t you see I’m mopping the floor? Hurry up and get out of the way!”


    In response, a familiar voice chimed in, as an elderly woman retorted in a solemn and aggrieved tone, “Gena… why do you always mop the floor right under my feet? Your mop has gone back and forth over my shoes at least a dozen times!”


    It was Lady Wilson speaking!


    At that moment, she was wearing a green vest, which identified her as a supermarket employee, while clutching a roll of stic bags for groceries.


    In front of her stood a stout woman, also d in a green vest—this was Gena!


    At that moment, Gena, holding her mop, seemed to intentionally poke Lady Wilson’s feet.


    Lady Wilson was nearly knocked over multiple times, desperately grasping the edge of a shelf as she pleaded, “Gena, I admit I made mistakes in the past. Please, considering my age, can you just let it go?”


    Gena shot her a disdainful re and retorted, “Oh, so now you’re begging for mercy? Weren’t you acting all high and mighty before? Weren’t you the one scolding me?”


    Lady Wilson remained silent, not daring to respond.


    Gena continued to mock her, “I used to think of you as Lady Wilson, living the high life in a luxury car and a vi. But look at you now! You’re just an old hag! You may look like a tough cookie, but underneath it all, you’re nothing but a shell. You looked down on me yesterday, and here you are, working in the same supermarket as me!”