The two brothers came to Kaixin BBQ Restaurant and found an empty seat in the lobby to sit down.
Soon, a pretty girl about sixteen or seventeen years old came over: "Hi, Brother Lan Qing. Why are you so reluctant to come here today? What do you want to eat?"
"I came to see you. How are you doing?" Lan Qing said with a smile.
The last time I came here to eat on my birthday, Lan Feiyang had already heard from his cousin that there was a girl named Fang Fang from Lanping Town in this restaurant. She was a neighbor of Lan Qing's aunt, and she seemed to have some relationship with Lan Qing's aunt.
Kinship.
This girl was Bo Hai who came with a fellow villager when he first became a personal housekeeper. He originally wanted to ask Lan Qing to help him get into Fu'an Hotel, but she just graduated from junior high school and her Mandarin was too bad, so she couldn't get in. Later, she
I worked as a waiter at Happy BBQ.
"I'm okay." The little girl Fang Fang smiled sweetly, then glanced at Lan Feiyang, "This is...is your cousin?"
"Yes, I have a good memory. This is my cousin Feiyang." Lan Qing said, taking the menu and casually ordered two side dishes, one meat and one vegetarian.
"Brother Lan Qing, please wait a moment, I'm leaving." Fang Fang said with a smile and turned around while holding the menu.
"Brother, this girl looks very sweet and delicate." Lan Feiyang looked at Fang Fang's back and said, "Are you..."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Lan Qing immediately turned down her face, "I'm only sixteen years old, so I'm still young."
"Oh." Lan Feiyang nodded, "That's right, you have to be eighteen or nineteen anyway?"
"Hey." Lan Qing frowned and sighed, "To be honest, I still want to find someone who is more educated and more fashionable."
"Do you still think about that female classmate of yours?" Lan Feiyang asked unconsciously.
"No. Who still misses her!" Lan Qing was a bit duplicitous. After all, she has been secretly in love with the other person for three years, and it is not easy to forget her.
"oops!"
"Bangdang..."
"Crack!"
The two of them were busy eating when a box next to the restaurant suddenly became chaotic, and people looked towards the box No. 3 with the open door on the left.
I saw a man in box No. 3 being furious, yelling at a waitress in her prime who was covering half of her red and swollen cheeks to kneel down and apologize immediately.
"It's Fang Fang!" Lan Qing glanced back and said, then got up and walked to Box 3.
The foreman had already rushed over and was bowing down to ask politely what was going on.
"You waiter accidentally dropped the dish in the soup, splashing soup all over my body and face. Shouldn't I kneel down and apologize?" Zhang Yang, a short-haired young man who was wiping his face with a napkin, said angrily.
The foreman smiled and said, "Of course you should apologize. But why do you have to kneel down?"
"If you don't kneel down, I'll pay for my clothes!" Cuntou said arrogantly.
"If you pay for your clothes, you'll pay for your clothes." Fang Fang wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth in humiliation and stubbornness, "How much do these clothes of yours cost?"
"Hehe." Cun Tou raised his hand to straighten his short, steel-wire-like hair and sneered: "It's not much, only 19,888 yuan. But I guess you still need it even if you don't eat or drink.
Earn a year?”
When Fang Fang heard this, her face turned pale. She only earns 1,400 yuan a month now, and this dress costs her more than a year's salary!
She had only been working for more than two months, how could she get so much money? But she was unwilling to let her kneel down.
She pointed at the little eye next to her, the rosacea guest: "I missed it because he... he... he touched me. You have to let him compensate."
"Me?" Rosacea, who had just been lingering lustfully between Fang Fang's breasts and buttocks, narrowed his eyes and said righteously: "When did I touch you? Who saw it? Little sister, you
Don’t just make false accusations against good people with red lips and white teeth!”
"You..." Fang Fang pointed at rosacea with her finger angrily. It was obvious that this guy had secretly reached out and pinched her buttocks while she was placing the dishes. She was so frightened that the dish slipped into the soup.
The soup basin was right in front of Cun Tou, so the soup splashed onto his face and chest.
"What am I doing?" Fang Fang looked at the soft and bright red face, and was speechless with anger. Her rosacea was triumphant, "I can't afford to pay and want to slander a good person? Be careful, I will sue you for slander!"
"It doesn't matter if you can't afford to pay." Cun Tou stared at Fang Fang's sixteen or seventeen-year-old face, and said leisurely, "How about you play with me for a day."
"No, it's impossible!" Fang Fang's face turned from red to white, and then from white to red. For a moment, injustice, shame, anger, anger, helplessness, etc. all came to her eyes: "Then I'd better kneel down."
As he spoke, he knelt down in humiliation.
Cuntou raised his feet to support her knees: "No need. There's no point in kneeling now. I've changed my mind. You can either pay for it or accompany someone else."
Buntou's heart was rippling: It seems that this handsome country girl is really a young girl, she is definitely green and pollution-free food!
Lan Qing at the door was angry and anxious. When he saw that the foreman didn't say a word, he was about to rush out to protect the flowers.
"Fang Fang, don't kneel." At this time, Lan Feiyang had already pushed aside the crowd and walked up. He raised his leg and slowly pressed his short foot down. "Brother, don't go too far?" Anyway,
He no longer works in this industry and doesn't have so many worries in his heart.
Feeling the increasing pressure on Lan Feiyang's legs, Buntou, who had also practiced kung fu, gritted his teeth and tried to resist, but was ultimately defeated and had no choice but to put his foot down.
"Who are you? Why are you meddling in this business?" He felt that Lan Feiyang was very strong and must have practiced.
"Brother Feiyang?" Like a drowning person seeing the rescue hands reaching out to him, Fang Fang took Lan Feiyang's arm in surprise, "He is my fellow countryman."
"Fellow?" Cuntou looked at Lan Feiyang up and down with hostile eyes, "I think you are a good match? If you want a hero to save a beauty, pay for it." Upon hearing this, Fang Fang quickly let go of Lan Feiyang's hand shyly.
Lan Feiyang's face suddenly turned red, but this was not the time to retreat. "Okay! I'll give you a hundred yuan to send the clothes to dry cleaning. Isn't it just a splash of soup? It's not burned or broken. Let's wash it.
Isn’t it clean?”
"That's right. It's just a little bit of soup spilled. It's not broken, it's broken. So you don't have to pay more than 19,000 yuan?" the foreman also said with a smile.
As a foreman, the customer comes first; but asking a waiter to pay nearly 20,000 yuan was too much, she thought.
"That's right. It's nearly 20,000 yuan. Is this obviously extortion?" The waiters and guests were discussing in low voices.
"You can't say that. Maybe the young man finally gritted his teeth and bought a good dress, but now it got dirty..."
…
He glared: "What a joke! It's a hundred yuan to send for dry cleaning, so what should I wear?..."
"There is a dry cleaning shop diagonally across from our hotel. I will send it to you right away to speed up the cleaning. It will be fine soon." Fang Fang said quickly.
"Shut up! The clothes I bought are genuine British imports from New Emperor last night. After washing, they will become old. That's not okay! You guys take a taxi to New Emperor immediately and buy me an identical one. This one
I don’t want the dirty ones!”
Just kidding, his clothes are knock-offs bought from a roadside shop, wouldn't the dry cleaning reveal the secret?