"Put my phone back yourself, or don't blame me for getting angry,"
Song Yun hadn't expected the other party to be so obstinate, nor had he expected them to dare snatch the phone in front of so many people.
The manager, holding the phone with a smug look, sneered provocatively at Song Yun, "Not only will I not return it, I'm going to smash it. I really want to see what you can do to me!"
With those words, the phone was viciously slammed to the ground, its parts scattering everywhere.
The diners around frowned upon seeing this. They had come to eat and spend their money here, but why was the restaurant management so overbearing?
This made many of them resolve never to dine here again.
"Check, please."
"I want to settle my bill as well."
"Damn it, I've had enough. I'm not eating."
Some customers had been tolerating the poor service from the moment they walked in, but this scene deeply offended them.
"Oh, you're angry now, are you? Xiao Zhang, go calculate their bills, not a penny less!"
The manager stood his ground, somewhat triumphantly. Who wants to serve you paupers anyway? A meal costs just three or four hundred yuan, hardly enough to cover the kitchen's startup costs.
Now if you all leave, I can make calls to entertain some truly "high-quality" customers!
"What kind of attitude is this! Is this how you do business?!!"
A young man stood up with his girlfriend and accused the manager.
But no guilt showed on the manager's face. He pointed at the broken phone on the ground and threatened brazenly, "Did I beg you to come eat here? Eat if you want, or get lost if you don't! Say one more word in front of me, and I'll make sure you leave lying down!"
"You!!!"
The young man wanted to say more, but seeing the manager's clenched fist raised high, he held back his anger and hurried out with his girlfriend.
"Tsk, and here I thought you were someone impressive,"
The manager snorted disdainfully, "Our restaurant has always aimed for high-end customers. I welcome you to eat, but your absence won't cause me any loss. If you come, eat quietly and pay your bill without causing trouble. Otherwise, hmph!"
The remaining customers were ordinary people, hesitant to assert their rights on the enemy's turf.
Adopting the attitude that avoiding trouble is better than causing it, they paid and left.
Now, only Song Yun's table remained in the vast hall.
"What's taking so long? Pay up and get lost. Or do you want my fist on your face?"
The manager spoke brazenly and arrogantly.
Or perhaps the couple had been arguing?
"Mr. Song, hello, I'm little Xu from the bank..."
"Mr. Song, hello, I'm little Yin from the organization department..."
After the three introduced themselves, they shamelessly took seats opposite Song Yun.
The already compact bench was now packed with three people, looking quite ridiculous.
"Why didn't you go straight up to eat on the second floor? Why cram in here with us, a couple?"
Song Yun said with dissatisfaction, tapping his plate with chopsticks.
"With you here, how could we have the face to dine in a private room."
Bank President Xu said apologetically, "But why are you dining in the hall with your status?"
"Heh, don't even. My status is just an ordinary person, born to be bullied when I step out!"
As these words came out, the manager nearby shuddered all over. Who on earth was this young man to have attracted the flattery of three big shots!
Just moments ago, when he saw the three approaching Song Yun for a chat, he had a sinking feeling in his heart, thinking quickly to finish renewing the old business and inviting them to the second floor, intending to personally buy a phone to apologize.
But fortuitously, Song Yun directly exposed the matter right in front of him.
"Oh? Has someone upset you?"
Secretary Liu asked tentatively.
"Heh, upset? They went straight ahead and smashed my phone!"
Song Yun pointed to the fragments of the cell phone on the ground, laughing coldly, "Some people throw around 'young master' like they're so important. I, a mere commoner, dare not speak another word or else their fists would be on my face!"
"Smack!"
Secretary Liu slammed the table angrily, "Magic Capital is a city with exceptionally good public order, who dares to be so brazen and threaten you!"
"Keep your voice down, otherwise, you'll get hit too."
Song Yun pressed down his hand and said coolly.
It was a blow to the heart!
The manager's legs were shaking, and cold sweat streamed down his back!
He wanted to step forward and say that everything that had happened was a misunderstanding, but the fragments of the phone on the ground literally sealed his lips!