The waitresses, seeing that Chen Yang still hadn't left, became even more unpleasant in their behavior, launching into a torrent of attacks and insults.
Their image was no different from that of fishwives cursing in the streets of a village.
"It's bad enough that you're poor, but you really are despicable! If we don't show you some color, you really won't leave, huh?"
"It's so disgusting, you can really act, why don't you become an actor? Instead of boasting here."
"You two vixens are really stupid, so inexperienced that you were easily fooled by this loser's few words?"
...
These harsh words were unending.
Chen Yang could ignore them, but Nizi and Song Mansha couldn't.
Being scolded like this, both of them immediately started to cry out of grievance.
Seeing the two cry, Chen Yang naturally couldn't remain indifferent.
"Why hasn't Wang Hong come yet?"
He frowned, prepared to take out his mobile phone to call and ask.