The waiter confidently spoke. Although the chef was already panting heavily with anger, he couldn't stop the waiter's firm resolve.
"Think carefully, don't blame me for not warning you!"
The chef warned for the last time. Their boss's business was extensive, and he occasionally visited to see Yifan, but not frequently. Because of this, the waiter dared to extort so boldly.
After hearing the chef's final warning, Fusheng was still indifferent, not taking it to heart at all. After lighting a cigarette, he said lightly.
"Don't worry, I'll handle this matter properly."
About half an hour later, the waiter came over with a plate, and it contained that ordinary fried wild chicken. From afar, Chen Ergou smelled a pungent odor.
When the plate was placed on the table, Chen Ergou immediately knew the smell was emanating from the chicken. At this moment, Hua Chuanzi quickly covered his nose and mouth, climbed onto Chen Ergou's shoulder, and after a light hum, asked anxiously.
