The owner was practically in tears. He felt sorry for the girl in the short skirt whose hair was being yanked, yet he did not dare stop his wife. All he could do was stamp his feet helplessly before turning to Xu Qian. "Look at what you've done! I have no grudge against you, so why are you taking revenge on me?!"
"Taking revenge on you?" Xu Qian said. "I'm only telling the truth. Besides, when I worked here back then, you did far more outrageous things than this. Do you want me to list them one by one?"
"Are you crazy?" The owner's eyes widened. "When did you ever work here? I don't even know you!"
Meanwhile, the owner's wife, who had been busy teaching the short-skirted girl a lesson, also raised her head. "You worked in my restaurant? When?"
"Three years ago," Xu Qian said. "Don't worry, I didn't come back to get revenge on you, so you don't need to keep playing dumb in front of me."
"Playing dumb?" The owner's wife flared up as well. "I think you're the one who's truly crazy. When could a tiny place like ours ever afford a grand figure like you?"
"Of course, I wasn't as rich then as I am today. When I first arrived in New Shanghai 0297, my cousin and I got our first job as greeters at your restaurant. Thanks to you, I learned that if I wanted control over my own fate, I had to climb upward at all costs." Xu Qian sneered.
"What kind of nonsense are you talking about?" The owner looked utterly bewildered. "You've got the wrong people."
"How could I? You haven't changed one bit since then," Xu Qian said.
"But three years ago, we only hired one greeter. Later, she