"Our leader wants to eat at your place.
"Evacuate your customers.
"I'll pay all their bills."
The bald boss furrowed his brows.
"How many of you are eating?
"I still have a table in the hall that seats four.
"If you can fit, come in and eat.
"If not, I'll pack it for you."
The young man frowned, pointed at the credentials on the counter, and was quite impatient.
"Don't you understand me?
"I said to clear the people out!
"I'll pay all their bills!"
The bald old man was even more stubborn and immediately retorted!
"Can't you understand me?
"This restaurant is mine, I'm the one who decides, there's no rule for clearing people out!
"Eat if you want, if not, forget it.
"It's not like I'm a big restaurant or hotel, I'm in an alley, a pot of mutton for fifty, a pot of fried chicken for forty, a table of dishes for two hundred, who can't afford it? Do you need to pay? Do you think you're so special?"
