Becoming a big boss in the courtyard starts with pork

It turned out that Zhang Xing only wanted to sit by the window and finish his meal.

He has also heard about the service levels of some state-owned units.

So although I was dissatisfied with the waiter's attitude, I didn't bother to care.

What's more, the man in the family of three over there hasn't spoken yet, so Zhang Xing will naturally not meddle in others' affairs.

"I think your waiter's words are too unpleasant!"

That woman didn't look like a good-tempered person at first glance.

After hearing the noodle bag waiter's words full of gunpowder, I immediately choked back.

"I just asked you to turn on a light. It's dark in your room in broad daylight. I think this is a shady store!"

It is estimated that this "black shop" completely ignited the bad temper of the noodle pocket waiter.

"Oh hey! What did you say, old bitch?!"

"How dare you insult us, this is a black shop!!"

"I don't think you're here to eat!!!"

When the noodle bag waiter called her "old woman," the woman couldn't sit still at all.

Although in Zhang Xing's opinion, this woman's age is about 50 or [-] years old, "old woman" is not too much.

But since ancient times, no woman has cared about her age.

Saying "Old bitch" is the biggest insult.

"A black shop! It's a black shop! In this new era, there are still black shops like yours!"

"Dirty shops like yours should be closed down, and people like you should be shot!!"

The woman became more and more excited as she spoke, waving one hand in the air.

If you block out the sound and look at the woman's back from Zhang Xing's perspective, she looks a bit like a symphony conductor performing passionately.

Zhang Xing watched as the woman's finger almost pointed at the tip of the waiter's nose.

He knew something was going to happen next.

"Shit! You're referring to your father!"

With a loud and harsh curse, the noodle bag waiter twisted his bulky body, raised his hand and pushed the woman.

"Ouch."

The woman stumbled backwards, swinging her hands widely in the air, trying to find her balance.

In the end, he fell heavily two meters away.

"Wow--"

"Mother--"

"woo woo woo woo--"

As the woman came to the end, the little girl, who had been too frightened to speak just now, began to cry helplessly.

"You, how can you push someone?"

The man who had been sitting at the table since just now finally spoke.

I saw him staggering to his feet, comforting the crying little girl with one hand, and blocking the woman in front of her with the other.

The man's thin body and lackluster words didn't make the noodle bag waiter take it seriously at all.

"Hu San'er, someone is here to cause trouble!"

Mian Pocket stretched his neck and shouted loudly in the direction of the kitchen.

"You even said we are a black shop."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door curtain leading to the back kitchen was opened with a swish.

I saw a fat cook wearing a dirty chef's uniform walking out.

He held a kitchen knife in his hand and kept his mouth occupied as he walked.

"I want to see who is blind and dares to say that we are a black shop."

"Ah ah--"

The woman who was originally struggling to stand up, saw the fat cook's posture, screamed in fright and collapsed on the ground again.

The man was also frightened, but he was trembling and did not collapse.

In this situation, although the man was extremely frightened, he still took steps and blocked his wife and daughter behind him.

"You...you...what are you going to do!"

"This...this is not the old...old society anymore, you...you...you..."

Before the man finished speaking, the fat cook grabbed the clothes on his chest.

"What nonsense are you talking about? What kind of man are you talking about?"

"If you dare to say that we are a black shop, I will kill you!"

After saying that, the fat cook raised the hand holding the knife, put the knife next to the man's face and gestured.

The man seemed to be too frightened to speak.

The fat cook looked at the man's timid appearance and smiled with satisfaction.

He raised the knife, wanting to scare the man again with the kitchen knife.

But when he raised his hand, he found that his wrist was firmly clamped by a hand.

The fat cook tried to break free, but after moving a few times, he couldn't move at all.

"Comrade, you are threatening customers with a knife, but you still have the nerve to say that you are not a shady shop?"

He followed the sound and found it was a young man.

Seeing that the hand holding the knife couldn't free itself, the fat cook let go of the man's hand.

Zhang Xing saw the fat cook reaching out to him in a disrespectful manner, so he simply raised his hand and put it on his shoulder.

"Ouch!"

As the fat cook let out a painful cry, his arms instantly drooped.

Zhang Xing dislocated the fat cook's arms.

The kitchen knife in the fat cook's hand was also thrown aside by Zhang Xing.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

At this time, a woman with short hair came from nowhere.

When the noodle bag waiter saw the short-haired woman, he immediately shouted.

"Manager Cai, these people said we were a black shop and broke Hu Saner's arm."

When the short-haired woman heard this, she immediately looked like she was facing a formidable enemy.

"Okay, in broad daylight, you dare to slander our People's Restaurant as a black shop, and even beat people."

"If you dare to cause trouble at this time, I think you should be severely punished for criminals hiding among the people!"

Listening to the short-haired woman's outfit and her mouth, Zhang Xing guessed that this was probably the manager of the company.

"Manager Cai, aren't you a little too hasty when you slapped us with your hat when you first came here?"

Manager Cai looked at Zhang Xing who was speaking and looked up and down.

She has been working for so long and has some experience in recognizing people.

From Zhang Xing's indifferent expression, to Zhang Xing's temperament that is obviously not suitable for his age.

After Manager Cai thought secretly for a while, he felt a little confused about this young man.

Seeing that Manager Cai was not speaking casually, Zhang Xing explained what had just happened.

At this time, the man also helped the frightened woman to stand up.

Looking at the embarrassed couple, Manager Cai glanced at the noodle bag waiter and the fat cook with his arms hanging down.

With Manager Cai's understanding of these two people, she also knew that what Zhang Xing said was most likely true.

But she still wanted to struggle again.

"Comrade, our service may not be attentive enough. That's not the reason for you to hurt others."

After listening to Manager Cai's words, Zhang Xing laughed.

He turned around, and with the fat cook's panicked expression, he reattached the two dislocated arms.

The fat cook was so painful that he shed tears. He felt that his arm was back again.

"Manager Cai, your chef used a knife to scare the guests. I just dislocated his hand."

"This is what happened in the capital when we were suppressing bandits."

"If someone dares to scare the people with a knife, it won't be as troublesome as a dislocation."

Manager Cai's pupils changed obviously when he heard Zhang Xing say "suppress bandits".

She was secretly glad that this young man was indeed a person of status and had a military background.

You know, in this era, being a soldier is the highest honor.

Moreover, Manager Cai had already observed this young man. His clothes were newly made and his appearance was fresh and clean.

This should be the son of a certain chief's family.

Thinking of this, Manager Cai immediately put on a smiling face.