"The hell you mean by business violations?" The old man fumed as he looked at the paper handed to him, "I've been running this place for twenty years now, without a single complaint!" the old man continued, slamming his hands onto the counter, making the papers flutter. His face was red with anger, veins standing out in his temples. "Business violations? What violations? This is absurd!"
The inspector, a young man with a polite but firm demeanor, adjusted his hat nervously. "Sir, these reports were filed by… multiple sources. They even showed proof of harassment… serious enough that we're required to issue this notice of immediate review."
The old man's hands trembled slightly as he gripped the papers. "Harassment? Unsafe practices? You've got the wrong place. My staff and my customers, have never complained!" He shook his head in disbelief.
