Tang Ming looked at her attitude, feeling very annoyed. Nowadays, sellers are more arrogant than customers.
After both had sat and finished eating, Tang Ming stood up to pay the bill, and Xia Wei'er coldly said, "One hundred yuan."
"What? Ten yuan each? Isn't it written here as eight yuan?"
Tang Ming had barely scraped together a thousand yuan, and spending one hundred all at once was quite painful for him.
"Please, you ate blueberry ice cream, they are ten yuan each."
Xia Wei'er said with a cold face, "You aren't trying to dodge paying by causing a scene, are you?"
"Fine, ten yuan each then!"
Tang Ming, feeling dejected, fished out a hundred-yuan note from his pocket and slapped it on the counter.
Xia Wei'er quickly took the money, and with a sneer said, "Thank you."
"I mean, I am a customer in your shop after all, can't you be a bit nicer as the owner?"
Tang Ming, upset and very annoyed, said, "I came here to eat, not to be mistreated by you."
