Sitting in the cart, Yang Zhaozhao picked up the recycled bronze and quickly made an assessment: [Song Dynasty bronze ornaments, treasures, assessed at 70,000 yuan, should it be used to repay the loan? ]
Yang Zhaozhao: “Yes.”
Material Space: [70,000 yuan has been repaid, and the remaining repayment is 112,993 yuan. You have 3,000 yuan in cash available for repayment. Do you want to use it for repayment? ]
"Didn't they say that you can only repay once a day?"
【Antiques and cultural relics are limited to one time, cash is not limited. 】
Yang Zhaozhao suddenly realized and asked, "I have more than 100,000 yuan on me, how come I only have 3,000 yuan? Where did this 3,000 yuan come from?"
[Of the three thousand, two thousand three was given by Lin Xiaohua, and the remaining seven hundred was your own profit from selling space materials after deducting the cost. It is your own money and can be used to repay the loan.]
Yang Zhaozhao understood: "It's my money. After it passes through other people's hands, it becomes mine?"
Yang Zhaozhao discovered the loophole.
䭼 was quickly punished by the material space with five electric shocks: [Please correct your repayment attitude. If you want to lend money to people who are seeing a doctor and then ask them to give you the money, you will be severely punished.]
Yang Zhaozhao didn't expect that her little thoughts were seen through.
The crackling sound of the electric current scared Yang Zhaozhao.
She finally knew what it felt like to be hit by an electric baton. It was so painful!
Having given up the idea of taking a shortcut, Yang Zhaozhao was really shocked by the group of people in front of him, and subconsciously hugged himself: "You...what are you doing?"
"Big sister, you scared everyone in the car to death. We are just about to send you to the hospital!"
"Why are you twitching all of a sudden? If you're sick, don't run around!"
"How pitiful! He just had epilepsy!"
"......"
Yang Zhaozhao knew that it must be because when the material space punished her, it scared the people in the car, and she was scared too!
Being stared at by everyone in the car, even the thick-skinned Yang Zhaozhao felt embarrassed, so he got off the car two stops earlier, before the car reached the State-owned Hotel.
If she was looked at with such "caring" eyes again, she would probably curse.
Before dark, Yang Zhaozhao arrived at the state-owned restaurant. Li Yiling had already arrived. She smiled and patted his shoulder, and Li Yiling looked back with a sharp look.
Seeing that it was Yang Zhaozhao, his cold and violent face changed as if he was performing a face-changing show, and he immediately smiled: "Why did you come just now? I thought you were lost."
"I won't get lost even if you get lost, don't worry!" Yang Zhaozhao called the waiter, who acted calmly as if he didn't see anything.
Yang Zhaozhao called out again, and the other party rolled his eyes and said, "This is tonight's menu. Hurry up and order what you want. I'm busy now!"
"What are you busy with? Are you busy dozing off?" Yang Zhaozhao was irritated by the waiter's shoddy attitude: "I'm not refusing to pay, why are you looking at me like that? You're rolling your eyes at me."
"What's wrong with rolling your eyes at you? You're a country bumpkin and you think you're a big shot just because you've entered a state-owned restaurant, right?"
The waiter had never seen such an arrogant diner. You know, not everyone can afford to eat at their state-owned restaurant. Looking at Yang Zhaozhao's shabby clothes, he knew that she was just trying to put on a brave face and come to eat there.
"It's none of your business whether I'm the eldest sister or not. I only know that you act like a big boss." Yang Zhaozhao wanted to break up with her.
Who knew that the other person was much more arrogant than himself: "It seems that you don't want to eat. Our state-owned restaurant can't afford to entertain you. Get out!"
Yang Zhaozhao didn't lose his temper this time, Li Yiling was furious: "Who are you telling to get out?"
The waiter was very arrogant: "All of you get out, what's the matter, you still want to stay in our restaurant, right? I'm telling you today, you are not qualified to eat in state-owned restaurants."
If this happened in later generations, he would have been beaten.
Li Yiling didn't do anything because she was a woman, but he couldn't tolerate Yang Zhaozhao being bullied, so he wanted to settle the score with their store manager. Yang Zhaozhao howled.
"Oh my god, what era is this? How can there be people who say I don't have the right to eat?"
"Am I not a great fellow worker and peasant? Am I not a descendant of the Chinese nation who is equal to everyone?"
"Come here, let us go to the police station to judge whether you are a capitalist or a feudalist. How dare you say such words to an honest and sincere worker and peasant fellow."
As soon as Yang Zhaozhao brought up this class theory, the waitress's face changed in fear. She looked at Yang Zhaozhao pleadingly: "I was busy and confused for a moment. Please forgive me, lady comrade."
Yang Zhaozhao would not just let it go. The waitress was so arrogant because she was used to it: "Why are you a lesbian now? I thought I had to kneel down and call you uncle!"
The other diners couldn't help but speak up when they saw someone disciplining the arrogant waiter.
"That's right, he's just a waiter, what's so great about that?"
"She's so arrogant like a big shot. I thought the restaurant was owned by her family?"
"This is a state-owned restaurant, so it belongs to the state. The state is a proletarian state, and we are the proletariat!"
"What do you mean, let's go now?"
Everyone was talking at once, and seeing the outrage, the waitress almost cried: "Lady, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong!"
"Hehe, you have to show sincerity when you apologize. If you really know you're wrong, how about this: you pay for everything we do today?" Yang Zhaozhao threatened deliberately.
The waiter was so frightened that his knees went weak and he fell to the ground: "How much is this?"
"You know a lot of money, we are guests, it's your duty to serve us when we come to eat, you roll your eyes at me, do you think that's okay?"
The waiter regretted it.
I didn't expect that the delicate-looking Yang Zhaozhao could be so tough and eloquent. With just a few words, he labeled her a class enemy.
The waiter was so scared that he had to ask the store manager for help.
The store manager was slacking off when he heard about this. He came over immediately to check it out. He knew he had offended a tough guy, so he personally apologized with the waiter: "It's all my fault. I'm here to say sorry to you. How about this? We, the state-owned restaurant, will pay for your table."
"I'm being kicked out of the restaurant before I even have the chance to order, and I can't even pay the bill!" Yang Zhaozhao frowned.
The store manager is worthy of being the store manager. He read the customer's expression and said, "How about we give you one portion of all the dishes in the store? If you enjoy your meal, we will be happy too!"
Yang Zhaozhao said worriedly: "I think forget it. What if someone spits on my food? Wouldn't that be disgusting?"
waiter:"......"
Horrified!
How did she know I thought this?
Store manager: “…”
It's quite embarrassing, after all, this has happened before.
Yang Zhaozhao noticed the waitress' guilty look. If she guessed right, she couldn't eat here anymore. She didn't want to eat her saliva.
Of course, I won't let them get away with it so easily.
Yang Zhaozhao tried to dig a hole and said, "Since you are sincerely apologizing, how about I treat you all to a meal?"
"We'll just give you a free meal, how could you..." The waiter was still unconvinced.
Yang Zhaozhao smiled and said, "Why don't we go to the Ministry of Public Security and sit down to talk about why I, a law-abiding worker and peasant's son, cannot eat in a state-owned restaurant?"
The waiter immediately backed down.
The store manager gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. Our state-owned restaurant will pay for today's consumption!"
Yang Zhaozhao praised the store manager: "The store manager is very generous. This is indeed the spirit of a state-owned restaurant!"
The diners were delighted: "Thank you, comrade!"
Yang Zhaozhao smiled and waved her hands, saying angrily: "No need to thank me, in the end it was the waitress who paid the bill, we should thank her."
“It’s not easy to eat free meals in a state-owned restaurant.”
"I regret it. I should have brought my whole family to dinner today."
"I'm not full yet, can I have another pork elbow?"
"Can we take away two dishes for our table?"
Store manager: “…”
Comrades who are taking advantage of others, can you please have some shame?
waiter:"......"
So angry!
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