"Your wish will indeed be fulfilled, sir," Moran said respectfully, listening to the man's instruction.
"This is quite an interesting restaurant," the man said with a smile, putting down his knife and fork. The beer here is delicious, and the cakes are exceptionally well-made.
They are even better than the ones he used to eat, all in all, the man was very satisfied.
"Manager, I would like to settle the bill," the man said, picking up his walking stick that lay beside him.
"Of course, sir, because..." Chen Ze came out, needing to explain to the customer the particularities and rules of his restaurant, and it seemed this middle-aged man wasn't someone pressed by daily life.
"I guess you don't accept British Pounds here, do you?" the man said attentively looking at Chen Ze, interrupting him.
Although this was a bit impolite, the man needed to verify something he had in mind.
