Chapter 542

From birth until now, only she, Jiang Lai, bullied others; no one else had ever dared to bully Jiang Lai.

These few people before me must have been bewitched by ghosts; they actually want to provoke me?

Seeing Jiang Lai surrounded,

the restaurant waiters immediately swarmed over,

a smart little Miss ran into the back kitchen and shouted,

then,

Head Chef Lu Yuan led dozens from the back kitchen, wielding cleavers and holding rolling pins, marching in a grand procession straight into the living room.

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Seeing Lu Yuan make such a huge scene,

Jiang Lai rolled her eyes wordlessly,

then, looking at the diners who were now peeking or holding up phones to record, she spoke loudly: "Everyone, I'm sorry. We've encountered some problems that have seriously affected everyone's dining experience, so today we will waive the bill for everyone!"

"Please also cooperate with our work, leave as soon as possible to facilitate our handling of the problem. Thank you."

After speaking,

Jiang Lai gave Lu Yuan a glance, then said in a low voice: "Lu Yuan, drive them out!"

"Understood."

Lu Yuan nodded, waved his hand,

and the back-kitchen chefs, coordinating with the waiters, immediately cleared everyone out, then closed all the restaurant's entrances and exits.

However,

Gu Xiaojun and the other two still stayed behind, and actively returned to Jiang Lai's side.

Seeing the area cleared and no outsiders left to watch,

Jiang Lai let out a cold smile, took a cold, sharp, and gleaming chef's knife from the second chef's hand,

idly played with it a few times,

then looked at Zhao Lei and said: "Mr., I didn't hear clearly what you just said; please say it again!"

"I..."

Looking at the crowd surrounding her completely,

and at the dining knife in Jiang Lai's hand gleaming with silver light,

Zhao Lei was very panicked; he wiped the blood from his face, then forced a smile: "Sorry, I, I didn't say anything just now..."

"No, you did!"

Jiang Lai finished coldly, then extended her hand toward a waiter nearby: "Come, bring me a bottle of high-proof white liquor!"

... Corpse.