Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

The reason why Xia Chutang returned to the restaurant was because Zhao Lanying and her family hadn't left yet.

That plate of ancient meat just now was because she heard Zhao Lanying talking to the head chef with her "clairvoyance" and was convinced that there was something wrong with the dish.

She wanted to know how Song Xu would handle this matter.

"You guys let me in, I'm looking for someone."

As soon as I went upstairs, I heard Zhao Lanying's sharp and harsh voice.

Xia Chutang walked over in no hurry and stood at the corner of the stairs.

Just listen to the waiter say: "Auntie, there are really no customers in this private room."

"Why not? She was eating in the Lotus Hall."

Zhao Lanying was reluctant, "Let me in, I have something to say."

The waiter explained with a smile: "The customer you mentioned has already checked out and left. There is really no one you are looking for here."

"Impossible!" Zhao Lanying looked unbelieving and ordered: "Open the door and let me take a look!"

"It really doesn't work." The waiter was sweating profusely.

In the private room were the restaurant director and manager, as well as a very powerful young man.

And from the looks of it just now, the manager was in bad luck. Even the head chef was called in just now.

If she opens the door without authorization, what if there is something else going on inside.

Then she will lose her job.

When I was in a dilemma, the girl who had just eaten returned and said, "Excuse me, can I come in for a moment?"

The waiter is the girl who just helped "taste the food".

After seeing the person coming clearly, his attitude became a little less rigid and more friendly: "Our director is inside, we can't get in at the moment."

"Xia Chutang! Why are you here!" Zhao Lanying shouted angrily.

Why don't you come over and say hello to her first? Go talk to the waiter first?

Xia Chutang is becoming more and more arrogant.

"You're here, why can't I be here?"

Xia Chutang's smile cleared up as she turned around, with a cold face: "Besides, where I am is none of your business."

Since the last time they broke up, Xia Chutang is not willing to pretend at all.

If Sui Xiaowen and Wang Ou hadn't been here just now, she would have had the same attitude towards Yang Ping and her daughter.

Zhao Lanying raised her hand, pointed at the tip of the girl's nose, and cursed: "Do you think you are superior to others just because you come here to eat? Let me tell you, rags are rags, don't ever think of getting on the table!"

Bang - As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Lanying was slapped on the old face.

"You...how dare you?"

"Of course I dare."

Xia Chutang smacked the fingers that were stretched out in front of her eyes and said calmly, "If you say dirty words to me again, I will not only beat you, but I will also sew up your bad mouth!"

Zhao Lanying: "..."

The private room door also opened at this time, and Cheng Dehai came out.

He glanced at the old woman with a frightened face and red cheeks and asked, "Xia Chutang, are you okay?"

"I am fine."

Xia Chutang shook her head, and the coldness in her voice faded and became soft: "Mr. Cheng, can I go into the private room to find something? One of my pens fell into the room."

Cheng Dehai was a little confused. The current condition of the private room was really not suitable for outsiders to enter.

"Uncle Hai, let her in." Song Xu's voice came from the private room.

"Then you go in." Cheng Dehai turned sideways and gave way.

Xia Chutang turned to leave, but Zhao Lanying stretched out her hand to grab her sleeve, and said, "Xia Chutang, keep your taro cake."

She also came to the private room for the fragrant taro cakes.

"Want it?" Xia Chutang raised her eyebrows.

Zhao Lanying thought the girl would give it and lectured: "Tangtang, as long as you give the taro cake to Minmin today, I won't care about the past things with you, including the slap just now. From now on, you will be the same as Minmin in my heart." , are all my granddaughters."

Ever since she was a child, Zhao Lanying always used this rhetoric every time she wanted to get something from Xia Chutang.

In her previous life, Xia Chutang was very afraid of being disliked by her aunt. She was even more afraid than Li Hui of losing the support of Zhao Lanying's family.

So every time, no matter how unwilling Xia Chutang is, she will obediently give up what she has in her hand.

But now...

"You can buy it for 500 yuan a box."

Xia Chutang smiled harmlessly, but she looked like she didn't deserve a beating: "How about it? For Minmin's sake, would you please consider it?"

Zhao Lanying was so angry that she gritted her teeth and reminded, "Xia Chu Tang and taro cakes are only 20 yuan in the store."

"I know."

The girl looked calm and shook the snack box in her hand: "But take it from my hand, it's 500 yuan. Do you want it?"

Zhao Lanying: "..."

"You don't want me to go in."

Xia Chutang slowly walked into the private room, turned around and closed the door.

Zhao Lanying wanted to follow, but Cheng Dehai stopped her with one hand: "Madam, you can't go in the private room."

"Why not? She can do it, but I can't?" Zhao Lanying shouted loudly, "Do you know who I am?"

Yang Ping and Zhang Minmin also came out carrying packed vegetables, "Mom, what's going on?"

"Grandma, aren't you looking for Xia Chutang? Where is she?" Zhang Minmin looked at Zhao Lanying's hand, "Where is my taro cake?"

Zhao Lanying stared at the middle-aged man in a neat suit in front of her and asked, "You really won't let me in?"

"Yes." Cheng Dehai said two words coldly.

Yang Ping didn't know what happened, but she was anxious to go back to play mahjong and urged: "Mom, forget it. I'll order taro cakes next time. Just pay the bill and leave."

Yang Ping had long lost her patience after quarreling for so long over a plate of dim sum.

"Pay the bill!" Zhao Lanying suppressed her anger and took out her wallet.

Zhao Lanying was in charge of all the money at home. She took out her wallet and counted the bills. Adding the coupons, it turned out that the meal was about three hundred.

"Madam, you spent a total of 1,500 yuan." The waiter received Cheng Dehai's look and took out the prepared receipt.

"what?"

"How many?"

"You are stealing money!"

When Zhao Lanying's grandson and grandson heard the price, they exclaimed at the same time.

"The dishes we ordered only cost about 300 yuan."

Zhao Lanying casually took a menu from the cabinet next to the waiter and pointed at it, "Including coupons, it's only two hundred yuan. What do you mean by one thousand and fifty?"

"The amount you spent at Songbai Hall is indeed about three hundred yuan."

Cheng Dehai explained slowly: "But, including the cost of the two private rooms at Lotus Hall and Langtaosha, as well as the wrong dishes you asked the chef to serve, that's fifteen hundred yuan."

Zhao Lanying's expression suddenly changed and she stammered: "What chef, I don't understand what you are saying. Anyway, we just ordered a dish worth 300 yuan."

He had expected the old woman's attitude a long time ago, and Cheng Dehai was not angry.

Still speaking in a slow tone: "If you are unwilling to pay, then we can call the police. However, I would like to remind the guests that the head chef has already said that he was under your instructions."

Yang Ping was confused and looked at her mother: "Mom, what chef? What happened?"

"I..." Zhao Lanying was a little hard to say.

Cheng Dehai explained kindly again: "Your mother, under the influence, cooked the leftovers that were not destroyed and gave them to the guests of the Lotus Hall."

"Fortunately, the guest discovered it in time and it didn't cause a big disaster. If someone had a bad stomach, the consequences would be unimaginable."

Zhao Lanying curled her lips and muttered, "How can it be so serious? It's just a plate of food and it can be ruined?"

Cheng Dehai, "So, Ms. Zhao, are you admitting that you asked our chef to serve overnight dishes on purpose?"

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