After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

Shen Bingning's heart suddenly sank, and she felt a sense of powerlessness rising in her heart: "System, it seems that it is an impossible task to make him fall in love with me. But it should be okay to recognize him as a brother, right?"

On the dining table, the delicacies were eaten up by everyone. Song Yu and others' stomachs were round due to their fullness, and their faces were filled with satisfaction.

Shen Bingning stood up first and shouted to the shopkeeper, "Hey, check out."

"Sir, please come with me."

A clerk came over and led them downstairs to the counter. Behind the counter stood a middle-aged man with gorgeous clothes and a burly figure, with a big smile on his face. He was obviously the owner of the restaurant.

"Dear guests, all ordered our signature dishes. The total cost is 215 taels of silver. Just give 200 taels."

The boss has seen countless people, and even when facing a customer who is dressed simply, he still greets him with a smile and generously waives the change.

Although he said it lightly, but "two hundred taels" was definitely a considerable sum in a restaurant. The diners around him cast curious glances at him, all wanting to see which big shot was so generous.

Even the servant who had been cold to them at the door before was shocked by the amount of two hundred taels of silver. He widened his eyes and turned around curiously to look around.

Upon hearing this, Shen Bingning calmly took out two silver notes from her purse, not more, not less, exactly two hundred taels, and handed them over while smiling, "Boss, you are really straightforward. I won't be polite then."

"Ouch!"

The waiter and the servant all showed an expression of disbelief. Who could have expected that these seemingly insignificant customers could be so generous? It was unbelievable!

The boss was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He quickly took the banknote and carefully checked it. After confirming that it was correct, he carefully put it away and asked with a big smile: "You are all new guests. This should be your first time in our restaurant. Is the food to your taste?"

Shen Bingning responded with a polite smile, but then changed the subject and deliberately kept the other person in suspense. A hint of displeasure appeared on her face, and she clicked her tongue twice and shook her head like a rattle, attracting the attention of everyone in the store.

The waiter in the store and the servant next to him saw this and thought to themselves that something was wrong. They quickly dropped their work, trotted forward, forced out a flattering smile, and hastily apologized: "Sir, it's our fault that we didn't recognize you. Please be magnanimous and don't bother with us little people!"

The shopkeeper also noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere and asked quickly: "What's going on? Is there any problem?"

Shen Bingning had a playful sneer on her lips, and her eyes coldly swept over the servant who had looked at her with contempt before. At this moment, his face was full of flattering smiles, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were almost twisted into a ball. The arrogance he had before was long gone.

The servant's eyes were full of pleading, for he was afraid that if he was not careful, the matter would get out of hand and he would be in trouble.

Song Yu and the others exchanged glances, obviously shocked by the speed at which the boy's expression changed.

Shen Bingning was not going to let it go easily. She said bluntly: "Just now we wanted to come in to eat, but this guy not only stopped us, but also said something... oh, right, he said this is not a place that people like us can afford."

Upon hearing this, the servant and the waiter looked at each other, lowered their heads even more, and their cheeks became as red as fried eggs. They never expected that the person they looked down upon was actually a hidden rich man. This slap in the face was loud and shameful.

"Is there such a thing?!"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was furious. He glanced sharply at the two men and shouted, "How dare you speak rudely to a customer!"

"We know we were wrong! We were blind!"

There was a mixture of panic and regret in the voices of the waiter and the servant, their foreheads were almost touching the ground, sweat slid down their cheeks, dripped onto the bluestone slabs, splashing tiny water droplets.

Shen Bingning raised her chin slightly, a barely perceptible cunning flashed in her eyes. Although her tone was indifferent, it carried unquestionable majesty: "It's not enough to just apologize to me, you have to apologize to my friends too!"

As the words fell, it was like a gust of breeze blowing by, making the air around them tense.

The waiter and the servant woke up from their dream and quickly adjusted their direction. They moved quickly in front of Song Yu and the others, bent their bodies into a bow, bowed deeply, and said in a sincere voice: "Yes, yes, it's all our fault! I'm so sorry!"

Their actions were so hasty, as if they were eager to make up for their previous mistakes.

"Sir, please calm down. I will definitely teach them a lesson!"

The shopkeeper reacted quickly, his shrewd eyes switching between calculation and apologetic smile. He pulled out a gold-rimmed coupon from under the counter, handed it over with both hands, and smiled, his smile was both apologetic and flattering: "Please keep this coupon, next time you come to dine, it's free!"

"free?"

Zhang Quan on the side was so surprised that he almost jumped up, and his voice was full of disbelief.

This is not an ordinary meal, but a priceless feast. The shopkeeper spent a huge amount of money to apologize this time!

If you don't take advantage of a good opportunity, you are a fool.

Shen Bingning smiled lightly and took the coupon without saying a word. The coupon shone with an attractive luster in the sun. She smiled and said, "The shopkeeper is really courageous. If your subordinates can learn half of your skills, we won't have to deal with such troubles today."

The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly, bent his waist even lower, and agreed: "Sir, you are right, I will definitely discipline them strictly in the future!"

His attitude was sincere and he seemed to really realize the seriousness of the problem.

Shen Bingning gently waved her hand, indicating that the matter could come to an end: "That's the best, we'll leave first."

She turned around and walked lightly to Song Yu. She tilted her head and smiled mischievously, "Brother Song, let's go."

Song Yu was slightly startled, and his eyes involuntarily avoided those bright eyes, and he replied softly: "Okay."

There was a subtle tenderness in his voice.

"Sir, please take care—"

As soon as the shopkeeper finished sending the guest away, the smile on his face froze in an instant, replaced by an angry look.

He glared at the two men fiercely, his voice full of dissatisfaction: "Are you two here to do nothing? You almost got into big trouble!"

The servant stammered, trying to defend himself: "This... who told them to dress so plainly? I thought they were just like those poor people who wanted to make a living..."

The shopkeeper glared at them with a look of dismay and said sternly, "How many times have I told you not to judge people by appearance? You two, this month's wages are gone!"

His decision was like a bolt from the blue, leaving the two of them dumbfounded.

"what……"

Although they were filled with reluctance, they could only accept this severe punishment silently.