The tables were laden with wine and dishes, and the leader arrived late. Everyone rose to welcome him, and there was a cacophony of polite greetings.
The beautiful service lady beside the table was new, inexperienced, and somewhat nervous.
After everyone sat down, someone called out: "Miss, tea!"
The lady hurried forward and counted on her fingers: "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, total seven people!"
Everyone smirked, and the leader added: "Pour the tea!"
The lady hurriedly "checked" again: "7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, still seven people."
Someone asked: "What are you counting?"
The lady hesitated for a moment and replied softly: "I am born under the zodiac sign of the Dog."
Everyone got angry and shouted: "Call your manager over!", The manager came in, hanging his hands awkwardly and asked: "Gentlemen, what do you need me for?"
The leader said: "Don't ask too many questions, go check this young lady's age and zodiac sign."
The manager was puzzled but followed the order, and soon came back with the reply: "18 years old, zodiac sign Dog!"
The leader laughed heartily, and everyone else laughed too. The leader had great tolerance and did not pursue the matter further, while others also had grace and found it inconvenient to press the issue.
The lady and the manager were both as lost as being in a fog.