Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

"Mom, please entertain me." Du Wendong puffed up his slightly bulging belly, burped while standing there, and tried hard to identify the direction and walked towards the box opposite.

The waiter glanced at the people busy packing up the leftovers, then put his hand to his mouth and whispered, "Just let him go like that? What if he's trying to dine for free? It'll be a lot of work to catch him back if he gets away. If you don't catch him, you'll even deduct my wages. I've only been here for two days."

"What are you afraid of? His mother and son are all here. Don't worry, you're not going to get away. Since I've been here, no one has managed to dine for free at Jixianglou."

This aroused the curiosity of the servant, who came up to him and asked, "Butler, what if someone really dine and dine without a penny in their pocket? What should we do then?"

"There are plenty of ways, I tell you." The housekeeper had just started talking when he saw the main suspect coming back with his head down.

"Son, you're back so soon. Qingyun is sleepy too. Let's go home after paying the bill." Zhang Cuifen greeted him enthusiastically. She didn't want her son to hang out with a bunch of people so late at night.

"Son? What's wrong?"

Zhang Cuifen noticed that Du Wendong looked a little strange and asked nervously.

"Mom, you pay them first. There's no one in that box. They said it's been empty since the afternoon. I'll pay you when I get it back." Du Wendong noticed the guests' curious eyes, turned his head away, and his drunken face became even redder.

"What?! No, son, what do you mean by no one? Is Lu trying to get out of paying?! I won't agree. I said that Lu agreed to pay so readily, it turns out he has something bad going on!"

"Keep your voice down. Are you yelling to make people laugh at you?"

By the time Du Wendong tried to stop her, Zhang Cuifen had already shouted a long speech that echoed throughout the box. The housekeeper, who had been watching the show, stopped laughing and put on a serious face. He asked slowly with a hint of meaning in his words, "Mr. Du, it's not too late now. Could you take a look at this bill?"

"Wait a moment, wait a moment." Du Wendong said.

"Brother Wendong, I have a question. Did you not bring enough money?" asked the person at the table.

“…That’s enough.”

Du Wendong turned around and said a few more words to those people, then pulled Zhang Cuifen to a corner and stared at her as she reluctantly took out the money.

A rustling sound was heard, passing through the aroma of food and wine in the air and going straight into Du Wendong's ears.

"Look, we brothers can't go to Chunfengfang tonight. Brother Wendong has no money!"

"Well, if I can't go, then I can't go. It's not a big deal to just watch the fun."

"Ah! Tonight's feast is truly excellent! When I pass the imperial examination and become a Jinshi in the future, I'll also host it at Jixianglou." The speaker took another sip of wine, holding onto his stomach. He glanced at Du Wendong, who was chatting in detail with Zhang Cuifen in the corner, and chuckled, "Don't worry, everyone. By then, I'll definitely learn from Brother Wendong's lesson. I'll pay before dinner to avoid being watched by the housekeeper until now. It takes so long to settle the bill and count the silver. How can I be sure that I can pay it or not? Hahahaha!"

"Come on, who is it that is still a bachelor, not even a student? Who is it? Ah? Hahaha!"

"What are you laughing at? Everyone here is the same. We all came from the same cram school. I don't even bother to talk to you!"

"Are you really angry? Oh, don't be angry, I was just joking. Look, even though I ate a lot of delicious food today, I didn't see a row of servants guarding me, as if they were afraid that someone would run away with the bill. Hahahaha..."

"Pfft hahaha."

The laughter was heard, and Du Wendong clenched his fists tighter and tighter. Damn it!

"Are you done yet, Mother? Didn't you hear them all laughing at me?"

Du Wendong was anxious, and Zhang Cuifen was even more anxious than him. Her fingers trembled as she counted the money, and she took out all the gift money in her pocket to count.

"Son, how much do you have on you?"

"I don't have any money on me, mother, just count it and go and pay!"

"I did count, but it's not enough." Zhang Cuifen stamped her feet anxiously, her voice extremely low. Her mind was split between cursing the Lu family and the other people at the banquet. They were all like vicious dogs who had never eaten meat in their entire lives...