Zhang Haiyang had a bad temper. He slammed the table and said,""I haven't eaten yet and I want someone to pay the bill. When did Old Mo have such an unreasonable rule? He doesn't want to open this shop anymore, right?!"
Yuan Jun became even angrier. He raised his head and looked at the waiter coldly."Believe it or not, we're lighting Old Mo up right now!”
"What?" Zhong Yuemin sneered. Just because you have a little power, you want to bully the siblings? They were even worse than the imperialist rebels! If we really took out money now, would you dare to accept it? Are you a spy that Feng Zixiu deliberately sent to hide among the people to sow discord and destroy the relationship between the people? Brothers, should we send this guy to the police now? Maybe we can even get a big banner for digging out the big spy! At that time, everyone would carry the banner out to make a name for themselves. How unique would that be!”
Zheng Tong giggled and said,"There are only two sentences written on the banner: A spy could hide as well as the wisdom of the masses. No matter how great the credit is, it can't be greater than our group. Then write it into history and say that we saved the party and the country because of a meal. Tsk, this is the merit of the present generation and the benefit of the future. There are noodles!"
When Zhang Ran heard this, he started to nag out of habit again. He knocked on the table and everyone immediately quieted down.
He glanced at the waiter and said with a smile,""Big sister, let's be reasonable. You're asking the customer to pay before the dishes are served. You're giving us a guilty deduction first! If you really do that, then you're shameless enough to f * cking knock on the door. If we use force against you, it'll look like we're bullying women. Why don't I call over dozens of people and occupy your table every day to support your Old Mo?”
A few of the boys had already cursed the waiter for going through menopause. As they spoke, they took out bricks, springs, iron rods, and other things from their bags and slammed them on the dining table. Their threat was very obvious.
The waitress was a young woman in her mid-twenties. Her face turned pale from Zhang Ran and the others 'words.
The manager noticed the situation here and quickly came over to ask Smiley what had happened.
The waiter explained the matter first and then said aggrievedly,"Manager, you said last time that in the future, whoever serves a table that doesn't pay the bill will have to deduct it from our salary! Look at the dozen or so of them. They ordered the best and most expensive dishes. Each order cost at least eighty to ninety yuan. How could they afford so much money? In the end, if they really want to deduct it from me, they'll have to deduct a few months of my salary. I still have children to support at home. Without my salary, they'll starve to death!”
The manager felt bitter. He knew that the waiter was worried, but this guy beside him was not to be trifled with either. Right now, it was the time when the stubborn masters of Beijing were running rampant. These people didn't have classes and were so free that they only knew how to fight. They were the kind of people who would itch if they didn't fight for a day. Moreover, each of them came from a large courtyard and their parents were high-ranking officials. If they really provoked this guy, they might really set the shop on fire.
The manager hesitated for a long time and weighed the options between escaping the bill and burning down the restaurant. In the end, he still felt that burning down the restaurant was more serious, so he bit his cheek and said to the waiter,"Let's serve these guests first. We'll talk about the rest later!”
Zhong Yuemin looked at the waiter and smiled frivolously."" This…auntie…" The waitress was only in her twenties. Normally, she wouldn't call him that. He deliberately emphasized the word 'auntie' to disgust her.
"Look at your manager. Do you know why he's a waiter and she's a manager? It's because you don't recognize Mount Tai and can't recognize us true gods!”
"Alright, stop talking!"
Zhang Ran looked at the young waitress with red eyes and felt a little sympathy for her, especially after what she said just now.
Yes, it wasn't easy to do things.
Damn it, I don't know which group of stubborn people did these bullsh * t things that directly formed a psychological trauma for them.
However, it seemed that Zhong Yuemin and Yuan Jun had done the same thing in the original novel. He remembered that there was once when there was a power outage. Not only did they not pay, but they also took away all the dining chairs and cutlery.
Therefore, the stubborn masters of this era were sometimes a bunch of chaotic demons who dared to do anything.
"How about this? You serve the dishes first. I'll go to the bathroom and pay for you when I come out!”
Zhang Ran covered his stomach and went to the bathroom.
Yuan Jun smiled and asked Zhong Yuemin," Zhang Ran must have gone to clear his stomach so that he can eat more later. Do you think we should go too?"”
After Zhang Ran arrived at the toilet, he locked the door and communicated with the system in his consciousness,
"System, take out 1,000 coins and help me exchange them for cash!”
In the next second, a stack of brand new ten-yuan bills quickly condensed in the air in front of Zhang Ran.
On the ticket were pictures of representatives from various lines walking out of the Great Hall.
Zhang Ran quickly grabbed it. If he fell into the squatting pit one step later, who would he reason with?
This also taught him a lesson. The next time he exchanged money from the system, it was best to do it at home.
He took the wad of money and counted it. There were exactly 100 notes!
Today's coins were not issued with a face value of 100 yuan. Ten yuan was the largest face value. This also reflected how terrible the current social productivity was.
After coming out of the toilet, Zhang Ran counted out 100 yuan and handed it to the waiter to pay the bill.
The waiter looked at the wad of money in Zhang Ran's hand and was secretly wondering where this young man came from. How could he be so rich!
In fact, Zhang Ran, who had lived in the future, did not realize how shocking it was to have 1,000 yuan in cash in his hand. Because in his era, two people would have to pay 200 to 300 yuan for a similar meal.
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