The restaurant owner heard the commotion from the back kitchen. She flung the curtain aside, stormed out, and came to Wu Jun's table.
"What do you think you're doing!" the owner shouted unhappily. "So young, and already acting like a drunk! Why are you smashing my things!"
The shock of what happened with Xu Fei sobered Wu Jun up considerably. He helped Xu Fei lean against his shoulder before looking at the owner. "I'm terribly sorry. I had a bit too much to drink and lost control. I'll pay for whatever I broke."
Normally, if a customer smashed a glass after drinking, no restaurant would fuss over it. A single glass costs less than a dollar.
However, the owner had been observing from the back kitchen for a while. This table wasn't full of ordinary customers. They were drinking Maotai, and a whole case of it at that. They definitely weren't short on cash.
Besides, they looked unfamiliar—not regulars. This was a chance to fleece them, and she would take what she could get.
