I can’t earn even a few 50,000 yuan after working hard for a year.”
The restaurant owner's expression became increasingly bitter.
"Can you compare with me?
what are you?"
The man who parted ways glanced at the restaurant owner coldly.
"I understand that I can't compare with you, but..."
"Nothing to worry about, hurry up and pay!"
The man who was separated said in a cold voice, "Your hotel is near the scenic spot, and we three brothers are standing at the door. I wonder which foreign tourist dares to come in and take care of your business?"
The separated man had figured out the psychology of people traveling out of town. One more thing is worse than one less thing. No one wants to put themselves in crisis and cause unnecessary trouble.
"Besides, you have to know that this is a restaurant, and the business license does not include selling tea. This matter can be big or small. I believe you understand what I mean, right?"
The separated man continued to say coldly.
The corner of the hotel owner's mouth twitched slightly. It would be difficult for him to solve the first situation through legal means. After all, the person didn't come in to cause trouble, and it was not illegal to stand at the door.
If he is stabbed in the second situation, he may face a huge fine. Therefore, the two situations mentioned by the separate man are fatal to the restaurant owner.
"Hurry up and pay for it. We still have big business to do, and we don't have time to waste time here."
The separated man said impatiently.
People like this who talk about doing big business and making a lot of money every day are often just good talkers, trash without any ability, and they do all the dirty things.
Zhang Fan is extremely disgusted with such people.
"Didn't you hear what my elder brother said?
Pay for it!"
Seeing that the hotel owner didn't give a reply, the bald man grabbed the hotel owner by his collar and scolded him angrily.
"I...I don't have that much money..." the restaurant owner replied, "Brother Wang, just do it and don't embarrass my brother."
"I don't want to embarrass you. You caused me to suffer losses. I can only recover my losses from you."
The man who parted ways sighed softly, "Pay it forward. If you don't pay up, we brothers will have no choice but to work as doormen for you outside and call the regulatory authorities."
As the man with the split hair spoke, he winked at the man next to him who had a shaved head.
"This..." The restaurant owner was at a loss for a moment. He didn't know how to deal with the matter in front of him.
At this time, Zhang Fan also finished his meal. He put down his chopsticks and walked towards the restaurant owner.
"Boss, pay the bill. The tea just was good. Bring me 10 buckets."
Zhang Fan opened his mouth and said.
"Hey, okay!"
The restaurant owner responded with a smile on his face.
"What the hell! Hurry up and pay!"
The bald man licked the hotel owner's collar hard.
Then, the bald man turned his attention to Zhang Fan and said in the same cold voice: "Don't you see that I am handling things here?
What the hell are you trying to do?
roll!"
Hearing this, Zhang Fan's eyes flashed with cold light, he raised his arm and struck the bald man in the face with lightning speed.
A crisp sound of "snap" suddenly came from the face of the bald man. Under the huge force of Zhang Fan's slap, he was suddenly slapped away and fell heavily to the ground.
"You kid really don't want to live?"
Seeing this scene, the separated men slapped the table hard, their eyes widened, and they angrily scolded Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan gave the separated man another big mouthful, and he was also slapped away by Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan didn't want to talk nonsense to these scum at all.
Faced with Zhang Fan's decisiveness, the hotel owner was a little confused for a moment.
The two people who were slapped to the ground by Zhang Fan took a short rest and shook their heads before regaining their consciousness. They looked at Zhang Fan with some fear.
Through Zhang Fan's actions, they felt that Zhang Fan was a master practitioner and they were no match for them. They had no other support, so they would naturally feel fear in the face of the powerful Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan glanced at the three people, then looked back at the hotel owner, and whispered in the hotel owner's ear: "There is a case against the three of them. You can call the police directly and tell me that the three of them are there."
Here, your problems will be solved."
Zhang Fan saw that there was an obvious square pattern in the location of the Palace of Disaster of the three of them, indicating that they were about to be imprisoned.
The hotel owner glanced at Zhang Fan with some doubts, but then there was a firm look in his eyes.
"Sir, please wait a moment, I will get you some tea."
After saying this, the restaurant owner went to the kitchen. After a short time, he brought 10 cans of tea from under the bar and placed them in front of Zhang Fan.
The tea was under the bar, and the restaurant owner went to the kitchen first and then returned to the bar. It was obvious that he listened to Zhang Fan and went to the kitchen just to call the police.
The hotel owner was not sure that what Zhang Fan said was true, but things had reached this point, and the 50,000 yuan was about to be embezzled by these scoundrels. Now the only way he could do it was
Of course I have to give it a try.
"How much does tea and rice cost in total?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"Little sir, I don't have much money, so forget it."
The hotel owner said very politely that it was another question whether the method Zhang Fan gave him could work. However, Zhang Fan slapped the two of them in the big mouth, but it actually vented his anger, relieved him, and gave him something to express his gratitude.
Very normal.
"Brother, how much did you pay for a barrel of this tea?"
Zhang Fan looked back at the people who bought tea and were eating and asked.
"100 yuan."
The man replied.
Zhang Fan directly took out his mobile phone and scanned 1,100 yuan, 1,000 tea money, and 100 meal money.
While Zhang Fan was scanning the code, the restaurant owner kept refusing, but in the end he did not stop Zhang Fan. After paying, Zhang Fan turned around and left the restaurant and walked towards the hotel.
Zhang Fan deliberately took care of this noisy matter, otherwise, he would not have been able to go to the hotel owner to settle the bill at that time.
Zhang Fan hated those three thugs who only bullied the common people. The sooner they were sent to prison, the better it would be for the common people.
Not long after Zhang Fan returned to the hotel, he heard the doorbell ringing outside the door. It was already 9 o'clock in the evening. Did he know anyone here? Who was coming?
While Zhang Fan was thinking about it, he stood up and opened the door. The person who came was none other than the hotel owner with a stout figure and a simple and honest appearance.
"Hello, young sir..." the restaurant owner said politely.
"Is the matter resolved?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"Solved! Thanks to your advice!"
The restaurant owner looked at Zhang Fan with gratitude.