After saying a few words, Sun Dapao hung up the phone and made a finishing move towards Li Zeyu.
"It seems that we need to prepare an extra table tonight. My brothers all work hard and have a lot of appetite." Sun Dapao chuckled.
Li Zeyu watched Sun Dapao finish the phone call and then felt relieved. He glanced at Sun Dapao and said, "It's okay to prepare two more tables. I'm afraid you won't have enough wine by then."
"What are you afraid of? I'll just ask my brothers to bring a few more bottles with them when they come."
After Sun Dapao finished speaking, he took out the phone.
"Okay, okay, that's what I'm saying. Are you serious about it? Look, the wine I put on the counter isn't enough for you? Just pick up a bottle and it's better than the wine you brought."
Li Zeyu pointed to the rows of drinks and liquor on the counter and joked.
Sun Dapao's eyes lit up, "Deal, if you want to drink, just drink, right?"
Li Zeyu was already accustomed to such a thick-skinned friend as Sun Dapao, and he showed a challenging expression, "Drink as much as you like, I still don't believe I can't get you drunk?!"
At this moment, the waitress from before hurried over again.
"What's wrong?" Li Zeyu looked stern and asked attentively before the waiter could speak.
"Brother, those people said that the mutton rolls are not fresh and they need to be replaced with new ones!"
The waitress looked aggrieved.
"Snapped!"
Before Li Zeyu could say anything, Sun Dapao suddenly got angry, put the teacup in his hand hard on the table, and stood up with a sudden movement.
"Let's go and see, what's not new anymore? Grandpa, I can't cure these turtles anymore!"
"Cannon, don't be impulsive, I'm here."
Li Zeyu quickly grabbed Sun Dapao's arm, "You have to be patient when dealing with these people!"
"Be patient, be patient!" Sun Dapao roared angrily, "Is it possible to be reasonable with these grandsons?"
Li Zeyu waved his hands with a sullen face, "I'm not big enough to reason with my grandson! I want to see what other tricks Zhu Shenbing and his gang can come up with!"
After Li Zeyu finished speaking, before Sun Dapao could speak, he looked at the waitress, "They say it's not fresh, so give them another plate!"
"But...but..."
The waitress's face was still aggrieved, "Their plate of mutton rolls was almost finished... I just said it wasn't fresh. Brother, isn't this bullying?"
"Want to eat Overlord's meal?!" Sun Dapao couldn't hold back after hearing this, and roared angrily again.
If Li Zeyu hadn't stopped him in time, Sun Dapao would have rushed forward long ago.
"It's okay, listen to me and serve them another plate. If they still say it's not fresh, then keep serving it until they are full. I don't believe it anymore!"
The waitress nodded helplessly and turned away.
When Sun Dapao heard Li Zeyu's words, he laughed angrily, "Big head, you are quite patient, aren't you afraid of losing money by them?"
Li Zeyu shook his head. Although he did not speak, he knew in his heart that he was running a shop after all. Qian Xiaohao's previous troubles had caused some customers to leave.
Seeing that Zhu Shenbing and his gang were here to cause trouble, he must not be fooled by them. Let them get their wish and give in one step. Otherwise, the trouble would start and the diners next to him would walk away, and no one would dare to come to him in the future.
Eat in the small lotus pond?
However, Li Zeyu's standstill did not have much effect.
The group of people became more and more aggressive, not only changing several dishes, but in the end even the waiter lost his patience and ran to Li Zeyu crying, crying and asking Li Zeyu to rush to the rescue.
"Didn't I say that if they want to change, they can change it?"
Looking at the crying waitress in front of him, Li Zeyu suddenly shouted angrily.
"They are so, so..." The waitress choked with sobs and couldn't continue, pointing her hand towards the hall, "Brother, you should go and take a look..."
"Let's go and have a look!"
Sun Dapao, who was forced to sit on a stool and drink tea by Li Zeyu, could not see the waitress being bullied like this. The anger that he had finally suppressed suddenly came up again, and he pulled Li Zeyu's arm and pulled him up.
This group of people kept making trouble, and Li Zeyu also endured it again and again. Now looking at the waitress, he knew that the matter was not that simple, and the anger that had been suppressed was relieved.
He broke out, nodded gloomily, and walked towards the hall with Sun Dapao.
"The boss is here just in time. Let's take a look. What kind of hot pot is this? With such poor sanitary conditions, how can people eat with confidence?!"
Before the two of them reached the group of people, Huang Mao, who was next to the mustache, took the lead in waving to Li Zeyu and roared angrily.
On the table in front of these people, the soup in the pot was steaming, but not a single bit of the ingredients was left.
The finished wine bottles were scattered on the table and at the feet, making it a mess.
Obviously, this group of people had already had enough food and drinks. They were either picking their teeth carelessly with toothpicks with their legs crossed or smoking cigarettes leisurely. They looked at Li Zeyu and Sun Dapao with disdain in their eyes.
Li Zeyu suppressed his anger and walked up to him and asked coldly, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? Come on, look at this soup..." Huang Mao pointed to the steaming soup pot.
Li Zeyu glanced at the clean yellow soup and frowned, not understanding what Huang Mao meant.
"You can eat cockroaches in this soup, tell me what to do?" Huang Mao raised his chin and glared at Li Zeyu.
cockroach?
Li Zeyu was stunned for a moment, reacted instantly, and sneered, "Don't be kidding, our Xiaohetang hotpot is branded, every procedure is strictly inspected, the soup and dishes are all freshly made, and there is absolutely no hygiene control.
question."
"no problem?"
Huang Mao suddenly exploded. He stood up and turned to look at the diners around him. "Come on, let's take a look. Do you dare to eat hot pot like this? The cockroaches have even escaped into the soup. Isn't it disgusting?"
"That's right, if I ate cockroaches today, I might as well find some mice or bedbugs tomorrow. It's so disgusting, wow..."
The remaining few people seemed to have discussed it in advance. As soon as Huang Mao finished speaking, they stood up, shouted one after another, and even vomited in disgust.
The dozen or so tables of guests eating around him all cast doubtful glances, watching what was happening here.
Huang Mao and the others wanted this effect, so their performance became even more unrestrained.
"No, I feel like I have a stomachache. You need to see a doctor!"
"I have a severe headache. Oh my god, I can't stand anymore."
These people rubbed their stomachs and covered their heads. They were all energetic just now, but in the next moment they were shouting as if they were suffering from food poisoning.