novelraw Chapter 335 - 182: People Are Different—Do You Understand This Now? (2)
Chapter 335 - 182: People Are Different—Do You Understand This Now? (2)
So, it’s not hard to understand why Xue Yinong wanted to place all these expensive items in the restaurant.
Soon, the waiter served the dishes.
All the dishes at Yang Chen’s table were served, while Zhang Quan’s table just got some appetizers.
The preferential treatment is too obvious.
Although Liu Yanzi was angry, she came from a prestigious family and didn’t want to appear unruly in front of so many people. Besides, this was Xue Yinong’s place, so she didn’t dare to be too arrogant.
But Zhang Quan had no such concerns, and he harbored some resentment towards Yang Chen, so he naturally couldn’t accept Yang Chen getting preferential treatment.
"Waiter!" Zhang Quan shouted.
The waiter quickly came over and asked, "Sir, what do you need?"
Zhang Quan: "We clearly ordered first, so why are all the dishes served at their table and we just got a few plates of appetizers? Can you give me a reasonable explanation?"
Waiter: "We serve dishes according to how the kitchen prepares them. Sorry, I don’t know why it’s like this."
Zhang Quan: "Go get the chef for me! What’s the meaning of this? Are you deliberately making things difficult for us?"
Waiter: "I’m sorry sir, the kitchen is very busy right now. If the chef comes over, it will further delay your dishes."
Liu Yanzi: "Alright! It’s none of your business, you can leave now."
The waiter nodded, bowed, and walked away.
Zhang Quan wanted to say more, but Liu Yanzi quickly interjected: "Enough! Stop talking. He’s a friend of the owner, and what about you?"
Zhang Quan replied indignantly, "He’s just a rideshare driver. Even if he’s the owner’s friend, it must be due to some connection or favor. I’m not a friend of the owner, I admit, but I’m the youngest professor at Hai City Academy of Fine Arts. Am I not better than him?"
Liu Yanzi didn’t want to argue with Zhang Quan, and she felt what he said wasn’t wrong, so she didn’t respond.
Zhang Quan grew more agitated, wondering why he was continuously overshadowed by this rideshare driver.
It’s just too frustrating!
After a while of eating, Yuan Xiaozao’s father, Yuan Zhengjun, began to sweat, so he took off his jacket and hung it on the chair.
As he sat down, he accidentally bumped into a vase behind him with his backside.
"Crash!"
A crisp sound of shattering echoed through the restaurant, and the diners showed schadenfreude and mocking smiles.
"Wow, this meal just got expensive."
"The vases here are custom blue and white porcelain, each costing about ten thousand."
"People who don’t belong here shouldn’t come; they’ll inevitably make mistakes."
"No fault in saying that. If you don’t belong in this circle, don’t force your way in, and if you do, it won’t end well."
"What’s so noble about a rideshare driver and his friends?"
...
Zhang Quan was thrilled, as if Yuan Zhengjun breaking a vase somehow benefited him.
The manager rushed over, saw the shards on the ground, and stomped his foot anxiously.
Around ten grand, just gone like that, it’s such a pity.
Yuan Zhengjun was flustered and quickly said, "I was putting my jacket down, accidentally bumped it with my backside. It wasn’t intentional."
The manager immediately smiled and said, "It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s just a vase. It must have been placed improperly by our staff. Sorry about that. Someone come, clean up the shards so they don’t disturb the guests."
Everyone was stunned; was this really manager Zhou Haibo?
Something seemed off.
Yang Chen cheerfully said, "Since something broke, we should compensate. We can’t make things difficult for the manager. Let’s settle the compensation when we pay the bill."
Yuan Xiaozao quickly added, "Right! We broke the vase, we will take responsibility. Just charge us the original price for compensation."
Zhang Quan couldn’t help but laugh and said, "A vase costs about ten thousand; did you bring enough money?"
"Ah? Ten thousand? That’s expensive!" Yuan Zhengjun was shocked.
Zhang Jieying: "What brand of vase is that? How come it’s so expensive? Is it an antique?"
Zhou Haibo laughed heartily and said, "It’s not that expensive, it’s not an antique, just a very ordinary vase. Since you mentioned compensating at the original price, that’ll be five thousand, please."
Yang Chen: "Hmm? Is it a decorative item?"
Zhou Haibo: "Haha...yes, a decorative item. People come and go here; how could we place something worth tens of thousands?"
Yang Chen nodded, "Makes sense. Let’s settle it later, we’ll pay."
Zhou Haibo: "Alright, alright, thank you Mr. Yang and everyone for your understanding. Please continue dining, we won’t disturb you."
Yang Chen smiled and nodded.
Zhang Quan turned to look at the blue and white porcelain vase nearby, couldn’t help poking it several times, and said, "Damn! I thought it was real blue and white porcelain."
After saying this, he poked hard one last time and then picked up his chopsticks to eat.
"Crash!"
Zhang Quan’s last poke was too forceful, causing the vase to wobble and fall.
Everyone turned to look at Zhang Quan’s side again.
Manager Zhou Haibo was heartbroken over the previous vase, and upon hearing another shattering sound, his heart shattered too.
"Who is it? Who broke another vase!" Zhou Haibo shouted as he ran back.
Seeing the shattered vase on Zhang Quan’s table, Zhou Haibo was extremely distressed.
However, as Liu Yanzi was a member, Zhou Haibo couldn’t directly express anger and smiled, saying, "Miss Liu, please..."
Before Liu Yanzi could speak, Zhang Quan quickly interjected, "It’s just five thousand, we’ll pay. We’ll settle it together when we finish eating."