Han Dong glanced at me and said, “Xiao Luzi, I have something I want to tell you. But you can’t do it after hearing it. Will we continue to do it well? If we have difficulties, we will slowly endure the points you owe. I will pay back slowly.”
“What?” I said in confusion and looked at the sea, which seemed to be at a loss.
“That’s right. It’s not expensive to eat here. But according to the waste ratio, the CD here is not enough, but all the staff are fined 20% of leftovers. The money of the three bosses is on my head, and there are six starving ghosts here. There are so many foods on a table, and they can’t finish eating even if they have enough.” Han Dong said.
I stood there in a daze, and all kinds of words I heard before were floating in my mind: Lao Han, you are later than you asked for. Recently, Brother Shi is angry, so be careful when giving goods. . . There are six of us here, and all the starving ghosts have come and reincarnated. . .
“Go away, leave.”
“It’s almost done, thank you for the hospitality of the newcomer.”
“Yes, I’m taking the last bite.”
“I’m leaving, I won’t let take it away.”
. . .
The other six people at the table all stood up and turned their stools in the position.
The six men got up and went out, and began to intercept the guards.
But obviously all six pointed at us, and the guard wrote something and left.
Then the guard came to us and said, “Name, a waste of food. Each table is 20 points per person. Twelve people have a total of 240 points. Don’t you say you are very generous? Three people are fighting, right? Report your name.”
“Han Dong, Luqiao, Pang Dahai.” Han Dong said.
“What’s the situation?” Dahai said in confusion.
I looked at Han Dong and knew something was wrong.