Business was usually brisk, but today there were only a few diners, and the waiter even yawned out of boredom.
McDeclan couldn't sit still any longer and walked over with a gloomy face, saying in a hoarse voice, "The drinks are free, and each table will be given a plate of marbled beef. How much money are you going to lose?"
"Hehe, I'm happy to do that. I want to lose my money."
Talia looked at him and sneered, "Your rent, utilities, and wages are all in vain, so I am happy to drag you to death with me."
"Aunt Talia, there's no need to do this!"
Declan came and said in a low voice, "Actually, we can negotiate a good deal. We are the only three barbecue restaurants in this area."
"As long as we unite and determine a fixed price, everyone will make money."
"You are all adults. There is no need to fight like this. We are all seeking wealth, not power."
