"Exactly, your little shabby restaurant has terrible ambiance and the service attitude is this bad too?" another person said, waving their hand dismissively.
"I'm standing right here. If you want to order something, come and order it yourself. If you're not eating, there's the door, don't let it hit you on the way out." The state-run restaurant's waiter wasn't easy to bully, standing at the counter, he glanced at them coldly and said bluntly.
"Hey, what kind of attitude is this? Do you believe I will complain?" A few of them, probably unaccustomed to the temper of the state-run restaurant's waiters, now rebuffed, looked both shocked and displeased.
"This is the attitude. Complain wherever you love to." The waiter said nonchalantly.
