Manager Xing lay on the ground, barely breathing. Gu Chengyu signaled to Ming Yan with his eyes.
Ming Yan quickly stepped forward to pull him up, "Don't lie down pretending to be dead. I know the strength of my hits."
Gu Chengyu shook his head, insisting on taking punitive action instead of accepting the toast.
"Manager Xing, even you don't believe what you're saying, do you? Why was Accountant Xu from the restaurant dismissed, and why was Accountant Ding sent to the kitchen to help out? It's truly laughable. My vast restaurant can't even afford a helper in the kitchen?"
Manager Xing realized he really couldn't escape today, so he opened his panda eyes that had been beaten black and looked at Gu Chengyu.
He was wrong, truly wrong. He's just a servant; if the master wants you to live, you live; if they want you to die, you have to die.
