Rebirth: I just wanted to study hard, but I became a scumbag

"Sorry sir, I'm afraid we won't be able to meet your needs."

"Please change the store."

The waitress also realized that these people were just here to cause trouble.

"What's wrong? Can't we eat in the hotel?!"

The fat man's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

He stood up immediately and slapped the table hard.

In an instant, the eyes of all the guests in the room were attracted to him.

"This is a shady store! You said the rice would be free, and now you're kicking people out!"

“If we can’t afford to open, we should close down as soon as possible!”

"Even if this is Chinatown, we still have to follow the law!"

Seeing that something was wrong, Han Zhenzhen quickly went up to the waitress to inquire about the situation.

After figuring out the whole story, she said to the fat man, "I'm sorry, sir, we didn't make it clear."

"As long as you order first, you can get free rice."

"We can't do business with you like this."

The fat man raised his eyebrows: "Well, I'm not a money-hungry person anyway."

"For the sake of the landlady being so gentle and beautiful, I will order..."

He reached out to pick up the menu and glanced at it, then said loudly: "Order a side of spicy and sour potato shreds!"

"For these tables, one serving for each table, and then one serving of rice for each person."

Hot and sour shredded potatoes are the cheapest item on the entire menu.

The price is only $5.

The total cost of these six tables is only US$30, not counting the cost.

Not to mention having to give them each a bowl of rice.

"you!"

The waitress was furious and rushed to argue with them.

Han Zhenzhen stretched out her hand to stop her.

"You can't make trouble, the other guests are watching."

Although anyone with a discerning eye can see this, it is clear that Fatty and his gang are causing trouble.

But there is nothing wrong with people ordering food and eating. If it really makes a big fuss, they will not be able to take advantage of it.

In desperation, the waitress had no choice but to hold in her anger and serve them food and rice.

But when the food on the table arrived, no one moved their chopsticks.

Fatty and the others were all engrossed in scrolling through their phones, and didn't even bother to look at the rice and potato shreds in front of them.

"Eat, you ordered something and you didn't eat it!"

The waitress stepped forward angrily and urged.

The fat man sneered: "We spend our own money when ordering vegetables. Whether you eat it or not has nothing to do with you."

"How can you, a waiter, be so lenient?"

The waitress was speechless. She snorted heavily, turned around and walked to the counter.

"Sister Zhenzhen, these people are here to collect protection money!"

"Look at how much business there is in our store since they arrived?"

"How about we call the police directly."

Han Zhenzhen sighed softly, then shook her head.

She looked helplessly at Fatty and the others, and whispered: "What can you say if you call the police? They didn't fight or rob, so you can't say that they only ordered a portion of potato shreds when they went to the restaurant, right?"

The waitress also sighed.

Han Zhenzhen advised: "Let them go. Maybe these people will feel bored after staying for a while and leave."

"How is that possible?" The waitress stamped her feet: "They look like they are professionals at this, and they will definitely not leave without paying."

But Han Zhenzhen had no choice but to lower her head, out of sight and out of mind.

"Hey, boss lady."

Suddenly, the fat man from before came over.

He held a toothpick in his mouth and said nonchalantly: "I know, you are annoyed when you see us."

"Actually, we are not very happy to sit here and waste time."

"Do you want me to come up with a reconciliation plan for you to consider?"

Han Zhenzhen became interested, she nodded and said: "Okay, you say."

The fat man cleared his throat, then took out a contract: "This is an order for the supply of drinks."

"You buy $3 worth of drinks from me every month."

"I promise no one will bother you again."

Han Zhenzhen's eyes widened.

"How much? 3?!"

Their restaurant is of average size, with a monthly net profit of between US$8 and US$12.

The opponent's lion opened his mouth and immediately took away almost a third of it.

Han Zhenzhen shook her head subconsciously and refused: "No, it's too expensive!"

"Those drinks of yours must be worthless and inferior products that cannot be sold at all."

"I don't agree with this plan."

The fat man snorted: "If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined."

"Since you are so dishonest, don't blame me for disrupting your business."

He walked to the dining table, picked up a bowl of white rice, and threw it directly on the ground.

Clap!

As the porcelain bowl containing white rice fell into pieces, a thin man next to him lay directly on the ground.

"Oops, my stomach hurts!"

"The food in your restaurant must be unclean and it's ruining my health!"

"Hurry up and pay, otherwise you will be waiting for a lawsuit!"

When the waitress saw this, she took out her cell phone and prepared to call the police.

But the fat man had no intention of stepping forward to stop them. Instead, he seemed eager to wait for them to call the police.

"No, you can't call the police."

Han Zhenzhen stopped her quickly.

"Why? Are you watching them slander us?"

The waitress looked unconvinced.

At this time, the kitchen staff also came out.

Han Zhenzhen looked at them and said in a deep voice: "If we call the police, everyone will have nothing to eat."

"No matter what the final outcome of the police investigation is in this matter."

"The restaurant was investigated for food safety issues on the first day it opened. Who will dare to dine here in the future?"

"Not to mention, they may have back-ups. If the charges are proven, our restaurant will have no choice but to close down."

"911" has been pressed on the waitress's cell phone, and the last step is to dial.

After hearing what Han Zhenzhen said, she silently deleted the number.

"Call the police? Why didn't you call the police?"

The fat man took out his mobile phone: "You don't call the police, right? Then I will report it."

"Wait a moment!"

Han Zhenzhen gritted her teeth and said, "Where's the contract? I'll sign it."

"Look, wouldn't it be great if you cooperated like this earlier!"

"It takes a long time to write ink, which is a waste of everyone's time."

"As compensation, you have to treat us brothers to a good meal."

Fatty took out a pre-prepared order contract and slapped it on the counter.

"How about it, boss lady, is it okay?"

Han Zhenzhen suppressed her anger and nodded: "Well, no problem."

The fat man smiled, very happily.

"Ouch!"

However, just when Han Zhenzhen lowered her head to sign, a scream suddenly sounded in front of her.

He instinctively raised his head, and then saw the fat man lying on the ground with his face covered in blood, and the bridge of his nose had been smashed.

"Hey, little guy, fight back."

A group of strong men with an average height of 1.8 meters appeared in the store without warning.

The leader was a tough-faced white man with a short haircut and a baseball bat in his hand, which was obviously the weapon used to break the fat man's nose.

"Call me!"

The fat man is also unambiguous. When he sees a colleague coming to cause trouble, he will start a fight without saying a word.