shadow empire

Chapter 28: Chapter 28 A Tasty Day



On Monday, Mr. Anderson got up early in the morning and asked everyone, including the apprentices, cooks, and waiters, to come to the store early.

Last night he found someone to help make a sign -

Due to the restaurant's booming business, the maximum dining time is two hours. If the dining time exceeds two hours, the restaurant has the right to ask guests to pay the bill and leave.

At the same time, for guests who come alone, if the restaurant is short of tables, the restaurant has the right to ask the individual guests to share a table with other individual guests.

Another thing is that the restaurant has the right not to serve guests who look suspicious.

This is basically the content. The signboard is very large and is erected at the gate.

Anderson had been watching since early morning, but after a whole day, Lance didn't show up and nothing unusual happened.

Monday is a very important day for people. Those who work in the office will get the work arrangements for the coming week from their superiors and then have to prepare for these tasks.

For the workers on the assembly line in the factory, today is the day to restart the assembly line after a day or two of rest.

They need to keep a close eye on changes on the assembly line, and at the same time, workshop managers also need to use intensive work to wake up workers from their lazy state during holidays.

As for those who do heavy manual labour at the docks or warehouses, after completing the weekend inventory, a large number of vehicles transporting materials will enter and leave the port this morning, and they are so busy that they can't even straighten their backs.

Most people were busy. At noon, four tables of guests came to the restaurant, and the total amount was less than 60 yuan.

Although this is a mid to high end restaurant, not all food is expensive.

A meal package for two people, plus a main course, such as a cheaper combination of fish fillet and steak, or just a regular steak, plus a soup, will cost no more than ten dollars.

The special thing about mid- to high-end restaurants is that here you can spend less money, but also spend a lot of money.

Business was okay in the evening. We had nine tables and made 133 yuan. If calculated based on gross profit, we could only barely break even today, with a loss of more than ten or twenty yuan.

This is pretty much the same thing every Monday, and Mr. Anderson isn't surprised.

He thought that the little bastard Lance was just bragging, so when he didn't show up that day, he relaxed his guard a little.

In fact, he didn't know that Lance also knew that business was bad on Mondays, so he put the "next level" on Tuesday.

Mr. Anderson got up early on Tuesday morning again. Today was the day for the workers to have a dinner together. After not seeing each other for a weekend, they had a lot to talk about. They talked about where they went to play over the weekend and had a meal together to maintain their relationship.

Business today will be better than Monday.

Until eleven o'clock, he didn't see anyone coming to make a table, so he happily took a rag and wiped the sign at the door.

In the alley just across the street, Lance stood at the inconspicuous entrance, looking at Mr. Anderson and his restaurant.

"It's the one opposite... Yes, someone is wiping the signboard." Lance retracted his gaze and looked at the people around him.

Each of them smelled bad, a bunch of homeless people.

When Lance found these people last night, he treated them to a good meal of beef, pork, and processed pasta.

These foods will ensure that their poop is very smelly, and now is the time for them to poop.

Lance was holding a bucket in his hand, which was full of water. There was a laxative in the water. The laxative was very powerful and it only took a dozen minutes for people to ejaculate.

In the morning, Lance made them drink a lot of thin liquid to ensure the best effect.

Seeing that it was already eleven o'clock and not much time left before picking up customers, Lance first poured a cup of water filled with laxatives for the first homeless man.

"Go to the door of their store, poop on the ground, then go to the alley over there where we agreed on a date, and someone will give you two dollars."

"If you can do something really disgusting, I can give you an extra dollar." He looked at the homeless people behind him, "The same goes for you, two dollars, and if you do a good job, I'll give you an extra dollar."

The first homeless man was almost fifty years old, his hair was clumpy, and occasionally you could see small cockroaches crawling out from under his hair and then crawling back in.

His face was so dark that it was hard to tell whether he was a cotton picker before he became a wanderer, or if he had always been that dark.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lance. I will make them sick the whole day when they think about it!" He patted his chest and grinned. His big yellow teeth were disgusting, but Lance admired him because he was smelly enough!

After saying that, he picked up the laxative and swallowed it in one gulp. The taste was a bit weird, and then he stood quietly.

About ten minutes later, he suddenly covered his stomach and said, "Here it comes, Mr. Lance, I'm going to...hiss...pass first!"

Lance poured the second cup of laxative into the cup and gave it to the second person.

At this time, two tables of guests had already entered the restaurant, and Mr. Anderson also felt a sense of relief. He felt that today should be another peaceful day.

But he had just returned to the lounge to take a break. He had gotten up early and gone to bed late in the past two days, and he was in a bad mood. He felt a little tired. What he needed most now was rest.

Before he lay down, he vaguely heard the manager's loud scolding.

He was stunned for a moment, then he started to wake up and trot towards the door.

The moment he walked out of the restaurant, he almost fainted from the strong stench!

The sun was very hot, and the stench was even more unbearable.

At the entrance of the restaurant, a homeless man was arguing with the manager while wiping the shit on his hands on the sign that Mr. Anderson had just wiped.

"Why don't you let someone clean this place up?!"

He took one look at the homeless man wiping shit on the sign, and couldn't stand it anymore. He almost vomited!

"Call the police... Ugh, call the police!"

The homeless man, who was arguing with the manager, ran away when he heard that the restaurant was going to call the police. He farted before running and sprayed a ball at the restaurant entrance.

Just then, three guests were originally walking towards this side, but when they saw those things on the ground, they couldn't help but cross the road and go to the restaurant opposite.

Mr. Anderson shouted loudly, and the apprentices carried two buckets of water, flushed the ground, and then scrubbed it thoroughly with a brush.

"Everything happened so suddenly. He suddenly ran over, took off his pants, stuck his butt out, and then..." The manager shuddered as if he was recalling something horrible.

"… With a loud bang, I almost thought his intestines popped out."

Mr. Anderson felt a little better, but he started to feel sick again. "Flush it!"

He and the manager walked over to the side, and the manager continued, "I told him not to poop in front of our door, and then I don't know what happened to him. He fell down, and the next thing you see, he said I pushed him..."

Mr. Anderson looked extremely unhappy because another table of guests suddenly changed their decision to dine.

But the manager was still a little worried, "Could this be a new trick of theirs?"

Mr. Anderson felt a little uneasy after hearing this. "Find two more waiters to keep an eye on them. If there are more homeless people coming, don't let them get too close..."

Before he could finish his words, a homeless man suddenly rushed over from across the street. Just like the first homeless man, he took off his pants while running. What made them even more terrified was that after this homeless man ran onto the sidewalk, he actually turned his butt towards them!

Some people on the roadside stared at it in stunned disbelief. An apprentice walking in front slowly turned around and began to vomit violently.

Mr. Anderson also cursed while feeling sick.

This son of a bitch must have been done by that bastard!


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