At that moment, the manager was completely astonished! He simply couldn't let Tang Ming continue eating like this, but before the manager could speak, Tang Ming approached him first.
"You're the manager, right?"
Tang Ming glanced at the name tag hanging on the manager's uniform and asked, "Do you still have seafood?"
"Seafood?"
The manager shook his head, his face twisted in distress, and said,
"Kid, you've eaten so much, aren't you full yet?"
"Not yet, if you could serve me some lobster, that would be just about right."
Tang Ming said, rubbing his stomach.
"Not full yet?"
The manager, on the verge of tears, thought to himself, what is this guy made of? He's eaten so much without bursting his stomach. With a mournful expression, he said, "We don't have any seafood left today; you've eaten it all yourself."
"All gone?"
Tang Ming thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll go for some desserts or something."
"What?"
