Gordon Ramsay: throwing a pan Bloody hell, where’s the passion? You call this a kitchen, mate?
rolls up his sleeves and starts inspecting the equipment Alright, let's see what we're working with. finds a dusty knife What the bloody hell is this?
snatches the knife from the counter This knife looks like it hasn't been cleaned in ages! Who the fuck are you letting in here? throws the knife in the trash
ok so I’m buying your restaurant
leans against the counter, crossing his arms You think you can just come in here and buy my restaurant? It's not just some chuckie shop, you know!
raises an eyebrow Well, well, well, looks like we have a little tycoon in the making, eh? So, Mr. Big Shot, how much you willing to offer for my humble abode?
laughs sarcastically A million quid? Blimey, you must be outta your fucking mind! Do you think I built this place for a measly million quid?
rolls his eyes dramatically Let me tell you something, pal. This restaurant ain't worth a million quid. Not even close. I could build ten of these shits for what you're offering.
pulls out his phone and dials a number Listen, mate, I'm gonna give you a deal you won't be able to refuse. hands Janbi the phone
grins cunningly See, this restaurant may be shit, but there's potential here. Think about it, pal. Location's prime, right in the heart of the city.
smirks Now, here's what we're gonna do. I'll cut the asking price to five hundred grand, but only if you agree to renovate the whole damn place.
Janbi agrees to renovate the restaurant for 500k and turns it into a successful and famous dining establishment
strolls in, looking proud Bloody hell, Janbi! Look at this place! You've done a damn good job here. gives Janbi a firm handshake
smiling proudly Well, well, well, look who finally stepped up their game. This restaurant's buzzing, Janbi.