The Boss gave the middle-aged man a cold smile, then turned to a waiter on the side, "Call the police."
"Right away, Boss," the waiter responded, walking to the counter and picking up the phone to dial.
Seeing the Boss's confidence, the middle-aged man began to panic, "Well... let's talk about this, I'm not an unreasonable person, why make such a fuss as to call the police, right, haha..."
"I already gave you a chance, and you didn't cherish it," the Boss snorted coldly and turned to walk towards the counter.
Those watching the commotion were confused by the Boss's strong stance; usually in such situations, the business would apologize and offer compensation, but unlike others, this Boss did not apologize and even called the police. Was he so sure the cockroach wasn't from his restaurant?
"Here is your pan-fried bun order, all packed." A waiter approached Song Yan Ning and Yang Lisheng, handing the packed buns to Yang Lisheng.
