Chen Feng glanced at him lightly, and the waiter felt a chill running down his spine. When the words came to his lips, he quickly swallowed them.
The receptionist looked at Chen Feng and then at the waiter, with a look of understanding on his face.
After she quoted a price, she said: "But this matter still requires the consent of our employee. If he doesn't agree, you can't take him away."
Just as the waiter was about to refuse, a clear male voice came from his mind: "If you want to see her one last time, come with me."
The waiter couldn't help but look at Chen Feng. Seeing him nodding inconspicuously, his pupils unconsciously dilated a bit, but he couldn't say a word while looking at him.
After a while, he managed to calm down and told himself that he must be hallucinating what he heard and couldn't take it seriously.
"You have no auditory hallucinations. Are you going to see her?"
The waiter looked at Chen Feng in disbelief, as if he had seen a monster.
He wanted to shout for help, but Chen Feng's words prevented him from shouting.
Finally he nodded and said: "I agree."
He wanted to know why Chen Feng got involved with He Zhijin, and what he meant by "seeing her for the last time"?
When the front desk saw his promise, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little ambiguous, and he quickly opened the things he needed.
"I wish you both a good time." The receptionist smiled and sent the two of them out.
After returning to her work station, she clenched her fists and screamed softly: "Ahhhhhhhh, is this the legendary brotherly love at first sight? I got it, I got it!"
As she spoke, she took out her phone, typed a bunch of words, and then sent it with one click.
How could she be the only one who knew about such an embarrassing thing?
As for what Chen Feng said to the waiter, she wanted to know about He Zhijin, but she was busy eating sweets. In addition, Chen Feng used spiritual energy to isolate himself from the waiter's voice, so she didn't hear a word.
As long as she had just heard the whole process, it was impossible to let the waiter leave.
While she was still feeling the joy of eating sweets on the spot, Chen Feng was rushing home with the waiter.
The waiter looked at Chen Feng who was driving several times, and each time he mustered up the courage to speak, but seeing his cold expression, the words came to his lips, and he couldn't say anything.
He just fidgeted and followed Chen Feng back. Looking at the villa that appeared not far away, the waiter licked his lips nervously and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"That...that..." He spent a long time mentally building himself up, and finally summoned up the courage to say loudly: "This guest, I am not the kind of person you think.
Do this kind of service!"
"Please let me go now. As for the fee you paid, I will ask the front desk to return it to you, or find someone else for you!"
After nervously speaking, he turned his head and carefully glanced at Chen Feng's face, and as expected, he saw a dark face.
Seeing Chen Feng like this, the waiter's heart skipped a beat, knowing that he was going to die.
And Chen Feng almost laughed out of anger. According to what he said before, he didn't hear a word of the last time he saw He Zhijin?
Even if you didn’t hear it, you were still misunderstood as having that special hobby?