Judging from the sound, it seems like Duan Jian and Song Rui are arguing.

Duan Jian seemed to be criticizing Song Rui: "Song Rui, can't you do your job properly? You're not helpful at all in the kitchen, so stop wandering around there. Just help clean up the tables in the front."

Song Rui clearly wasn't willing to just do the work of clearing the table, so he retorted to Duan Jian without hesitation.

"Duan Jian, do you really think you're the boss? Don't forget, you're not the boss here. And even if the boss isn't here, there's Brother Yang. Brother Yang is the second boss of our restaurant. You're just an employee. Don't think you have the right to boss me around."

Duan Jian was furious when he heard Song Rui say that.

“Song Rui, what I’m telling you is not the same thing as what you’re saying. You’re always thinking about going to the kitchen, can’t you help out more in the front? Besides, you’re just a car watcher.”

This made Song Rui even more indignant: "What did you say? Who's here to watch the cars?"

Duan Jian said, "Don't you know what you've done?"

Song Rui became even more furious: "Duan Jian, don't think that just because you have the best cooking skills in the restaurant now, you can insult others here at will. I used to steal cars, but I've changed my ways. Didn't you also steal my cooking skills? Do you think you're that much better than me?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Haidong realized he couldn't listen any longer; the two of them might escalate into personal attacks.

So he decisively led his son into the crayfish restaurant.

"I could hear you arguing in there before I even stepped inside. Looks like you've had a great time while I was away. You're always arguing like this, aren't you having a lot of fun?"

Upon hearing Feng Haidong's words and seeing him lead his son into the room, everyone immediately rushed forward to greet him.