"Kid!" Hearing the chatter around him, the restaurant owner immediately felt pleased. He pointed at Ye Qiu's nose, and coldly said, "Did you hear what others were saying? They're right, I just love bullying outsiders.
So today, you country bumpkin from out of town, I'm definitely going to bully you. Let me tell you, five dishes, fifty thousand dollars, not a penny less, or I'll destroy you today!"
"If you're not happy about it, feel free to call the police. No one will come to save you anyway!"
The owner confidently added another line, then looked at Ye Qiu with amusement.
At this moment, a middle-aged man at the adjacent table sighed at Ye Qiu and helplessly said, "Sigh, young man, you better accept this and quickly take out fifty thousand. Otherwise, you're really going to get hurt."
"Exactly, if you break an arm or leg and end up in the hospital, it won't be something fifty thousand can cover."
