The entire One Meter of Sunshine buffet restaurant fell deathly silent.
Every customer swallowed involuntarily, feeling as though they had yet to wake up.
"Boss, should we throw him out? It's only been twenty minutes, and he's already eaten enough food for a hundred people. If he keeps this up, our restaurant is done for today." Watching Jun Wangchen hold a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right, the server timidly warned the owner beside him.
One Meter of Sunshine used only premium ingredients, which cost far more than ordinary ones. Most customers did well to eat a single person's worth of food; the majority only ate half that amount. That was precisely why the restaurant's profits had always risen rather than fallen.
But Jun Wangchen's arrival today had changed everything. This guy had already eaten a hundred servings, which came to over ten thousand yuan in ingredient costs alone.
If they let him keep eating like this, not only would the restaurant make no money today, it would probably suffer a considerable loss.
"No. With so many people watching, we can't throw him out. Tell the chefs to make more food. I refuse to believe he can keep eating forever." The owner gritted his teeth and waved a hand.
In truth, he was desperate to kick Jun Wangchen out too. But everyone in the restaurant was watching Jun Wangchen. If he asked him to leave and Jun Wangchen said something nasty, word would spread like wildfire, destroying the restaurant's reputation in an instant.
All he could do now was hope Jun Wangchen eventually became too full to continue. Then he could recover the cost of all the food.
While the owner and server spoke, Jun Wangchen ate another ten servings. His eating speed only increased,