[69 Book Bar-www.] "That's up to you, as long as you don't disturb us two from chatting ``````````"
Ye Feng seemed to agree reluctantly.
"Yes, yes, yes, come to Brother Feng and invite you inside!"
Young Master Wen bent over enthusiastically, with the same attitude as the previous attendant.
"Let's go, mother?"
Ye Feng smiled faintly, took Ye Nuoer's hand and walked in first.
Ye Nuoer opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but finally endured it.
It seems inappropriate to ask questions now```````````
"Hey, Mr. Wen, please wait first!"
Just as Mr. Wen was about to follow him, the attendant from before took the first step and stopped him.
"Is there anything else you want?"
Young Master Wen's face instantly changed 180 degrees, becoming cold and arrogant.
"Who is that `````````` man just now? Do you need to be so polite?"
The attendant asked cautiously.
"You're welcome? Hehe"
"Don't mention me, even the bishop of the current Holy See has to be polite in front of our brother Feng!"
Young Master Wen sneered.
"Ah? He's ````````"
The attendant suddenly remembered something, and his expression suddenly changed: "He, couldn't he be Nuolan Yefeng who defeated the God of the Holy See?"
"It seems you are not stupid either!"
Young Master Wen finished speaking unsteadily, and then quickly followed.
"It's over`````````It's over`````````"
The attendant sat down on the ground, feeling a cold feeling on the back of his neck.
"Hello, miss, how many of you are there?"
As soon as Ye Feng and the two entered, a waiter came to greet them.
"Just the two of us!"
Ye Nuoer said softly.
"You two?"
The waiter looked at Ye Feng and the two of them strangely: "Then what are you here for? We don't have any shortage of handymen at the moment."
"I'm sorry, it's none of our business whether you are short of handymen or not. We are here to eat. Please give us a private room!"
Ye Feng couldn't help but speak.
"Are you here to eat? Do you want a private room?"
The waiter's eyes were as wide as popping out: "Do you know how much the private room costs?"
"How much?"
Ye Feng asked calmly.
"At least this number!"
The waiter raised his head and held out three fingers.
"Oh! Three thousand gold coins are not expensive!"
Ye Feng curled his lips.
"It's three hundred gold coins!"
The waiter's face turned red with anger. He thought that when he said three hundred gold coins, the kid in front of him would be scared to death. Who knew that he also added a zero at the end? When he answered, it was obvious that he was slapping himself.
mouth`````````
But he had to answer the call```````````
"Oh! Three hundred? It's so cheap`````````"
Ye Feng looked surprised.
"Kid, you heard me clearly! That's three hundred gold coins! Not copper coins!"
The waiter was so angry that he almost vomited blood and almost couldn't help shouting.
"I know!"
Ye Feng still nodded calmly.
"You ``````````"
"What proof do you have that you can afford this money?"
The waiter took a deep breath and suppressed the discomfort in his heart.
"Does this need to be proved to you? You are a waiter, and you are only responsible for picking up customers, ordering food, and collecting money. That is the boss's business! Do you want to be the boss?"
Ye Feng gently raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a charming and life-saving smile.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
"I want to see how you got these three hundred gold coins today! Come with me!"
The waiter also lost his temper, turned around and started leading the way.
He can't wait to see the scene where Ye Feng and the two eat the King's meal and get beaten up by the hotel security guards ````````````
"That's it!"
The waiter took the two of them up to the second floor and pointed to one of the rooms with an impatient look.
"Oh!" Ye Feng nodded slightly, turned around and looked at Ye Nuoer: "Mom, are you satisfied with this room? If not, let's change it!"
"Well, this is it! Don't change it!"
Ye Nuo'er was also afraid that Ye Feng would cause any trouble again, so she hurriedly sat in.
All this fell into the eyes of the waiter, and he couldn't help but feel a little contempt for Ye Feng and the other two.```````````
"A bumpkin is a bumpkin ```````````"
The waiter murmured to himself.
"Hey, waiter, what are you doing here? Although you are indeed a waiter, you still have to bring us a menu to order for us, right?"
Ye Feng lazily leaned on the chair and shouted.
"You have no quality! You look like a gangster at such a young age. How can you be like this in the future?"
The waiter murmured softly, turned around and walked out.
"Feng'er, how many secrets do you still have in your body?"
Ye Nuoer narrowed her eyes and looked at Ye Feng with a smile.
"You'll know this by then!"
Ye Feng didn't know where to start from, so he simply said vaguely.
downstairs.
"Where did those two people go?"
Mr. Wen frowned and stared at the boss at the counter.
"I really don't know about this? Mr. Wen, which two people are you talking about? I also asked the waiter just now, but there are no two people..."
The boss of the shop looked innocent.
"Impossible! Can two living people disappear?"
Young Master Wen frowned.
"Yo——"
"Young Master Wen! You haven't been here for a long time, right? Why are you free to come here today?"
A waiter with a sly eyebrows upstairs flashed his eyes and rushed to Young Master Wen's side.
He knows that this guy is a financial sponsor! Maybe if he's in a good mood, he can just throw in two gold coins as a reward.```````````
"Oh, by the way, Sanzi hasn't asked yet. Sanzi, did you just see two people go in?"
The shopkeeper asked hurriedly.
"Two people? Who are they?"
Sanzi scratched his head.
"Just a mother and son."
Young Master Wen interrupted.
"Oh! I know, it's upstairs!"
Sanzi replied subconsciously.
"Then help me open a private room next door to them!"
Young Master Wen casually threw a gold coin and said calmly.
"Okay!"
The third son suddenly gained motivation, and the previous depression was wiped away, and he started to lead the way.
"By the way, Mr. Wen, are you related to this mother and son?"
Suddenly, Sanzi stopped, as if he remembered something, and turned around nervously.
If this mother and son had a relationship with Young Master Wen, then I would be in a terrible situation```````````
"No ``````````"
Young Master Wen glanced at Sanzi.
"Oh! That's good, that's good, you really don't know, the mother and son were arrogant before! Especially that kid ```````````"
"Pah——"
"Shut your bitch!"
"That brat you're talking about, I'm not even worthy of carrying his shoes!"
Young Master Wen waved his hand and slapped the waiter, saying coldly.
"ah?"
The waiter instantly turned to stone, and even his voice trembled: "Wen, Master Wen, are you kidding me?"
"Do you look at me like I'm joking with you?"
Young Master Wen asked seriously.
"This ````````` this ``````````"
The waiter was in a state of confusion, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"You shouldn't have offended him, right?"
Young Master Wen tilted his head and looked at San Zi.
"No, no, how dare I!"
Sanzi waved quickly.
"I'm warning you, you'd better serve them alive. If you offend them, no one can save your life!"
After Master Wen finished speaking, he turned around and entered the cubicle.
"ah?"
The waiter leaned against the wall in a daze, as if he had lost his soul and was so depressed ``````````
"Did you really make a mistake?"
"What should I do? What should I do? Run away now?"
A fierce struggle started in Sanzi's heart```````````
"Hey, waiter, I asked you to get a menu, why are you so inked!"
Ye Feng suddenly walked out of the Accord. When he saw the waiter standing stupidly not far from him, he couldn't help but shout.
"Oh, oh! It's coming, it's coming!"
The third son also knew that he could not escape, so he walked in tremblingly, wiping away the cold sweat.
He knew that Young Master Wen would never lie to him, and there was no need to lie to him.
Even Young Master Wen has a hard time provoking someone. It would definitely be easier to crush him to death than crushing an ant to death ````````````
"Grandfather````````Grandpa``````````, what would you like to eat?"
Sanzi swallowed his saliva and asked stammeringly.
"Hey, you call me Shenma? I'm not that old, right?"
Ye Feng smiled bitterly twice.
"No, sir, I was blind to the truth just now, and I offended you a lot. I hope you can forgive me, sir."
Sanzi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Come on, come on, don't worry about it, we're here to eat, not to hear your apology!"
Ye Feng didn't care what happened, or he didn't take it to heart at all.
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Kang is busy! Honey, Xiaoda has been doing well these past two days, right?
