Hearing that a fly was found in the food at Yong Sheng Restaurant, the customers who were enjoying their meal all felt uncomfortable.
Everyone stopped with their chopsticks in hand and turned their gazes toward the banquet table of Mr. Wu.
At that moment, the hall manager ran over in a panic, "Sir, what's wrong?"
The thug, while picking his teeth, coldly said, "What do you think is floating in that soup?"
The waiter bent down, looked into the soup, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
Indeed, there was a dead fly floating in the soup.
"Sir, I'm sorry, I'll change it for a new bowl right away," the hall manager hastily apologized.
"Change it, so you're planning to disgust me with another bowl of fly soup?" the thug relentlessly said.
At this moment, another thug suddenly stirred with his chopsticks and pointed at the Kung Pao shrimp, "Damn, what's this?"
He picked up the golden-browned thing and couldn't help but gag, "Damn! It's actually a cockroach."
