Although Su Xuan wasn't short on cash, he found people like that fat boss utterly nauseating, truly vomit-inducing. Extortion in restaurants had become alarmingly frequent these days.
It was even more common at tourist destinations, where stories of astronomically priced shrimp or rice were frequent, and one restaurant had the audacity to charge per grain of rice. Consequently, a new term had emerged to describe such rip-offs: "fleecing customers."
In the past, Su Xuan had only read about such incidents, but had never actually encountered one himself until today. Since he did, he felt it would be remiss not to settle the score properly, to not do so would be a disservice to himself.
This greedy owner must have fleeced others before, and there was no telling how many grudges he had earned, so, in Su Xuan's mind, he was indeed serving justice and acting the part of a chivalrous hero.
"Big brother, can, can we make it less?"
