This wasn't even the worst ruckus that had occurred at the restaurant, yet the manager had turned his back on him without a second thought.
The waiter's words only served to flame Manager Dong's fury. He raised his hand and slapped the other man again.
Pa!
The cracking sound of skin hitting skin rang out in the hall.
The waiter gaped at Manager Dong in disbelief. He would have let it go if it was all an act they put on for other people, but it was another thing for the man to hit him in private.
He was young and talented, and many other restaurants would be happy to take him as their employee.
And yet, she had stuck with Manager Dong and the Chunlai Hotel all these years. The two of them were bonded, and Manager Dong often vented his frustrations about his wife to him.
He was therefore shocked that the man he had considered a comrade would slap him, not once, but twice in a single day.
