Qiu Chi and Lei Jingyun looked at the shopkeeper who had left, feeling puzzled.
What bet? What was he rushing for? They didn't understand at all.
Qiu Chi went up and asked the waiter who was cleaning the table.
"Hey, little brother, what's wrong with your boss? Is there something wrong with his brain?"
When the waiter heard that someone was speaking ill of his boss again, he was very happy.
The thought of his boss oppressing him and defaulting on his wages made the waiter angry!
However, if he didn't continue working, the waiter wouldn't be able to get his wages back.
Thus, he could only force himself to be oppressed by him.
The waiter gave Qiu Chi a thumbs up.
"Sir, you're right. Our boss is indeed sick!"
"This week, he defaulted on my wages, and he even oppressed me!"
Qiu Chi slapped the waiter's hand away.
"I'm asking you, what did your boss say about betting?"
That waiter understood.
