Chapter 415 (1/2)
After walking in, a waiter came up. Instead of having to pull some Japanese, he asked in Mandarin with Tianjin accent, ”Sir and miss, do you want to eat?”
After looking around, he Feng saw that there was some chaos in the lobby and the voice was a little noisy. He frowned and said, ”is there any box?”
”Yes, yes, turn left at the stairs on the second floor,” said the waiter. He pointed to them and began to greet other guests again.
Lao Tzu would make complaints about the meal. He would never eat it again. The taste was good, but two people had already ordered dozens of dishes, and he finally had not eaten enough.
It's really a pit father. A dish will disappear as soon as you go down with chopsticks. This TMD will make too much money.
A meal cost him 3000 yuan.
He Feng was really surprised. He thought how much the restaurant really TMD cost. When he went down the stairs, the waiter with Tianjin accent smiled at him and said, ”you two will come again next time!”
After hearing his words, he Feng suddenly stopped, and then his face suddenly became fierce. What happened was that the waiter was surprised and worried. He quickly smiled and said, ”what's the matter with you, Mr. Xian?”
It seems that I'm afraid. I don't know what I'm afraid of.
At this time, he Feng said leisurely, ”who is the boss of this store?”
”Our boss, oh, from Northeast China, from northeast Heilongjiang.” Tianjin accent said quickly.
After hearing his words, he Feng couldn't help scolding in his heart. Shit, they are all Chinese, and they make money for themselves.
After leaving, he Feng drove to the villa where an Yingying lived instead of going to the company.
I haven't seen you for so long. I have to linger for a while.
How can I look after the company all day?
Among the villas, he Feng of a row villa slowly stopped the car and drove the car to the garage.
There is no need to repeat it later.
After the car stopped, he Feng picked up an YingYing and walked into the house.
After a cloud and rain, he began to talk about business.
”Do you like watching TV dramas?” He Feng smiled and hugged an Yingying, then asked softly.
”Like it!” an Yingying said heartlessly, but he Feng asked why.
After all, no one can think of becoming a cultivator. You know, everyone is materialist.
”Have you seen Zhu Xian?” He Feng asked.
An Yingying nodded slightly, then drew a circle on He Feng's chest with her fingers and said, ”of course I've seen it. Why haven't you seen such a famous TV play? Why do you like it too?”
After hearing an Yingying's question, he fengchong fondly touched his head, then hugged it to his chest and said, ”of course I like it, but what I want to say to you now has nothing to do with this. Just listen carefully next. Remember a word, no matter how surprised, don't treat me as a fool.”
”How could I treat you as a fool?” an Yingying quickly said with a smile. The second thing in her heart is that she is very confused. What's the matter with He Feng today? Say something stupid.