The shopkeeper was so fashionable and had not recovered from the shock of the scene just now.
He only felt that he was still in the fog at this moment and replied blankly: "There was a robber upstairs."
"But something valuable was lost" "Come on, there's so much noise, how can a thief be so arrogant about stealing?"
Obviously, what this person said was widely recognized by everyone present.
After he asked this question, before the restaurant owner could take the initiative to refute his words, there were people who echoed his words one after another.
"I also feel that what the shopkeeper said is unreliable.
How could anyone in this world be so stupid as to come to this place to eat and drink tea?
From what I saw just now, I guess there was probably a fight, and maybe someone was killed."
“The analysis makes sense.”
"Could it be that the shopkeeper wants to cover up the truth for the sake of his family's business?"
The restaurant owner listened to the increasingly unreliable speculations in his ears, and finally realized that this was not a dream, but a slightly absurd reality.
"I open my door to do business.
It's hard to imagine that three generations of my ancestors are innocent.
How can I be an accomplice for nothing?
If any of you don't believe it, just go upstairs and see for yourself.
Why bother to accuse me here again?"
Having said that, the shopkeeper felt confident in an instant, and the shock and fear that had been in his heart just now disappeared completely after being interrupted by everyone.
He walked up to the second floor with a large group of people behind him, and felt that his business had become so popular that even the stairs were crowded with so many people.
Today's chaos has actually attracted a lot of customers to his restaurant.
The shopkeeper's mood changed, and the ideas in his mind became more active.
The crowd gathered around and dispersed at the stairway on the second floor.
As expected, no one was killed as they said.
Apart from a pair of tables and chairs missing from the scene, there was not even a drop of blood in the entire hall on the second floor.
"Is it true as the shopkeeper said, it is unheard of for someone to come and steal his tables and chairs?"
Everyone nodded in agreement, and then they were embarrassed and wanted to leave along the stairs.
Before, I had to say that there was a murder in someone else's restaurant.
Isn't this just a joke?
But if one person leaves, how can the others be so shameless that they can stay?
Each of them had a sad smile on their face and moved down the stairs.
But the owner of the restaurant had already made up his mind.
How could he ask these people to leave?
He raised his hand and called to the waiters scattered around: "What are you guys doing standing around stupidly?
Go and serve tea to all the guests.
Everyone must be tired after rushing upstairs in one breath.
Let's take a rest here and have a few sips of tea.
Our family is here today.
I’ll save you the money for tea.
How about two more pastries?
They’re so delicious.”
Everyone found a seat and sat down as instructed, and they all said that the shopkeeper was very good at doing business.
Maybe the previous commotion in the restaurant was caused by the shopkeeper himself.
"Nowadays, businessmen like the shopkeeper are all smarter than the last."
"Haha, the shopkeeper compiled this anecdote very well.
Even the tea smells good.
Someone is coming to this table to serve some dishes to our brothers.
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We happen to be hungry too."
Similar discussions took place at every table on the second floor of the restaurant, and the number of waiters who had followed them upstairs was not enough.
The shopkeeper smiled happily, and hurriedly moved his calves downstairs to recruit more waiters to come upstairs, but he whispered in a low voice: "It would be better if there are more big movements like this." xx4911131: