"You have two choices: first, we prepare the dishes and you take them away to eat; second, I refund your order now, and you just vacate this private room."
The waiter said.
Chen Fang furrowed his brows and replied, "When we reserved the private room, there was no mention that it had been previously booked. Therefore, the consequences should be borne by your side. I intend to stay and have my meal. As for the other customers, however, you wish to accommodate them has nothing to do with us."
Chen Fang was unwilling to give in.
Today, he simply wanted to treat the old man to a good meal.
Just as the waiter was in a difficult position,
a young woman in uniform walked in.
Seeing that Chen Fang and his party hadn't stood up, she asked, "What's going on? Didn't I ask you to drive them out?"
The words "drive them out" sounded quite unpleasant.
It appeared that the so-called prior reservation was just an excuse.
"The guests... the guests said they won't leave,"
