"If we don't come back now, when will we? Are you cursing us to die out here?" Mrs. Chen retorted.
Yang Fei: "Sis, you're being unreasonable, we'll definitely ensure the ingredients are fresh first..."
Mrs. Chen's disdain was barely concealed: "Are you trying to justify yourself? Who do you think you are? Just a small-time boss trying to make a living."
To them, a small boss? Nothing more than a pig fattened for slaughter!
Yang Fei was annoyed, thinking, I've already suffered so much in my father-in-law's company, yet now on my own, still enduring this? Did I leave for nothing?
Yang Fei's face darkened: "Refund your money, we won't serve you!"
He took a pile of cash from under the counter, scanned it with the cash machine to confirm the amount, and slapped it right on the counter: "Don't let the door hit you on the way out!"
Mrs. Chen's face was full of disbelief, she couldn't comprehend it.
