"No, you'll have to compensate me for this money first, or don't even think about leaving!"
The female boss was not about to let him go easily and immediately stretched out her hand to block his way.
"And just how filthy your restaurant's hygiene is, the chef picks his nose and never washes his hands—you want that to get out, go ahead and make a fuss."
At Sang Nanfeng's words, the color drained from the female boss's face. Even if this simple worker who only knew how to move stock had no evidence, having worked in her restaurant, customers would inevitably have their concerns.
Just thinking about her currently booming business, she knew such a scandal was something she absolutely couldn't afford to have leaked.
"I'm warning you, you better not go around talking nonsense, or you're going to regret it!"
"Settle my wages, and I won't talk, since there's no benefit in it for me."
