Wei Liang suddenly flushed with anger, and pulled at the plastic strip curtain with even more force, muttering curses under his breath:
"Damn, why does this curtain feel so heavy? Could it be broken?"
He violently tugged at the plastic strip curtain, accidentally entangling it around the head of the green-aproned chef, and then yanked the chef down from his upside-down position...
"This thing is such low quality!" Wei Liang's anger erupted, and he kicked the plastic strip curtain, hitting the green-aproned chef who had just fallen down, and by a stroke of bad luck, kicked him right in the face.
With a 'thud,' the green-aproned chef slid across the floor, tomato he hadn't finished chewing spraying everywhere.
"Tch, seems like it really is broken!" Wei Liang bent over and rubbed his ankle, grimacing and hissing in pain, "Tingling and numb, it's like I kicked a steel plate..."
Lin Yi: "..."
