On the delivery bus, Yang Zhaozhao handed in the recovered bronze artifacts, and the material space quickly made an assessment: [Song Dynasty bronze ornaments, rare items, assessed value 70,000 yuan, should this be used to repay the loan?]
Yang Zhaozhao: "Yes."
Material Space: [Repayment of 70,000 㨾, current remaining repayment is 112,993 㨾. You have 3,000 㨾 available for repayment. Do you want to use it for repayment?]
"Didn't they say you can only repay once a day?"
【Antiques and cultural relics are valid for one time only, cash is not limited.】
Yang Zhaozhao suddenly realized and asked, "I have over 200,000 yuan on me, how come I only have 3,000? Where did this 3,000 come from?"
[Of the three thousand, two thousand three was given by Lin Xiaoqian. The remaining seven hundred is your profit from selling space supplies after deducting the cost. This is your own money and can be used to repay the loan.]
Yang Zhaozhao understood: "It's my money. Once it passes through someone else's hands, it becomes mine?"
Yang Zhaozhao discovered the loophole.
The following sentence appears to be abruptly cut off: [Please be careful with your repayments. If you lend money to someone seeking medical treatment 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 electricity scared Yang Zhaozhao.
She finally knew what it felt like to be hit by an electric shock. 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. He subconsciously hugged himself: "You...what are you doing?"
"Big sister, you scared everyone in the car to death. We were just about to take you to the hospital!"
"Why are you suddenly twitching when you're fine? If you're sick, don't run around!"
"How pitiful! He has epilepsy at such a young age!"
“…”
Yang Zhaozhao knew that it must be because the material space punished her and 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. Before the car arrived at the State-owned Hotel, Yang Zhaozhao got off two stops early.
If she continued to be looked at with such "caring" eyes by them, she would probably curse.
Before dark, Yang Zhaozhao went to the state-owned restaurant. Li Yiling was already there. She smiled and patted his shoulder. Li Yiling turned around with a sharp look.
Seeing that it was Yang Zhaozhao, his cold and violent face suddenly changed into a smile, as if performing a face-changing performance. "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 said as he called the waiter, who acted as if he didn't see anything.
Yang Zhaozhao greeted him again, and the other party rolled his eyes and said, "This is the menu for dinner. Hurry up and ask for what you want. I'm busy now!"
"What are you busy with? Are you too busy to fall asleep?" Yang Zhaozhao was annoyed 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 my eyes at you? You're a country bumpkin who thinks you're a big shot just because you're in a state-owned restaurant, right?"
The waiter had never seen such an arrogant diner. You should know that 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 shot." Yang Zhaozhao wanted to argue with her.
Unexpectedly, the other person was much more arrogant than him: "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, but Li Yiling was furious: "Who are you telling to get out?"
The waiter was extremely arrogant: "All of you get out, what's the matter, you still want to blame our restaurant, right? I told you today, you have no right to eat in state-owned restaurants."
If this happened in the future, 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? There are still people saying I don't have the right to eat it?"
"Is it possible that I am not a great worker and peasant? Is it possible that I am not a descendant of the Chinese nation, to whom all men are equal?"
"Come here, let's go to the police station and discuss this. Are you a capitalist or a feudalist? You actually said such things to an honest and sincere worker and peasant."
The waitress's face changed color as Yang Zhaozhao brought up this class theory. She looked at him pleadingly, "I was busy and confused for a moment. Please forgive me, miss."
Yang Zhaozhao wouldn't let it go so easily. The waiter was so arrogant because she was used to it: "Why are you a woman 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.
"Of course, he's just a waiter, what's so great about that?"
"She's so arrogant, like a big shot. I wonder if she actually thought the restaurant belonged to 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 by 'let us get out now'?"
Everyone was talking at once, and seeing the outrage, the waitress almost cried: "Madam, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong!"
"Oh, you have to be sincere when you apologize. If you really know you're wrong, how about this: you pay for everything we did to you today?" Yang Zhaozhao threatened deliberately.
The waiter was so frightened that his knees gave way and he fell to the ground. "How much is this?"
"You know it's a lot of money. We are guests. It's your duty to serve us when we come to eat. You rolled your eyes at me. Do you think that's okay?"
The waiter regretted it.
I didn't expect that the seemingly delicate Yang Zhaozhao was so tough and eloquent. He labeled her a class enemy with just a few words.
The waiter was so scared that he had to ask the store manager for help.
The restaurant manager was slacking off when he heard about this and immediately came over to check it out. Realizing he had offended a tough guy, he personally apologized with the waiter: "It's all my fault. I'm here to say sorry. How about this: we, the state-owned restaurant, will pay for your table."
"I'm being kicked out before I even have the chance to order, and I can't even pay the bill!" Yang Zhaozhao frowned.
The store manager, as expected of a store manager, read my expression and said, "How about we give you a portion of all the dishes in the store? If you enjoy your meal, we'll be happy too!"
Yang Zhaozhao said worriedly, "I think I'll just forget it. What if someone spits in 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's guilty look. She actually guessed it right, so she couldn't eat here anymore. She didn't want to eat saliva.
Of course, they won’t get it so easily.
Yang Zhaozhao tried to dig a hole in his mouth, saying, "Since you're sincerely apologizing, how about I treat all the guests here 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 Political Affairs, sit down and talk about why I, a law-abiding worker and peasant's son, can't 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. We, the state-owned restaurant, will pay for the entire day's consumption!"
Yang Zhaozhao praised the store manager: "The store manager is very generous. He really has the spirit of a state-owned restaurant!"
The diners were delighted: "Thank you, lady!"
Yang Zhaozhao smiled and waved her hands, then said angrily, "Don't thank me. In the end, it was the waitress who paid the bill. We should thank her."
"It's really not easy to eat for free at a state-owned restaurant."
"I regret it. I should have brought my whole family here for dinner tomorrow."
"I'm not full yet, can I have another pork elbow?"
"Can we take away two dishes for our table?"
Store Manager: “…”
Can you, the people who are taking advantage of others, have some shame?
waiter:"......"
So angry!
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