"How much did you say?"
Qin Tian called for the bill without getting up from his seat. Upon hearing the middle-aged male owner's words, his action of reaching for his wallet stiffened in an instant. He stared, stunned, at the restaurant owner who had already approached him.
"I said, you've eaten ten thousand yuan worth. Do I need to repeat myself?"
The middle-aged male owner was a chubby man in his thirties, over six feet tall, with a tiger tattoo on his shoulder, looking immensely formidable.
Seeing the cunning expression on the restaurant owner's face, Qin Tian was somewhat at a loss for words.
Nima, just the two of us ate three meat dishes, one vegetable dish, and one tofu soup, and that costs ten thousand yuan?
Qin Tian was somewhat amused and distressed. He looked at Tang Wan, who also had a puzzled look on her face as she stared back at Qin Tian.
"Boss, this is extortion."
