Three hundred and thirtieth IX Shan Miao persuading wine
After hearing the waiter's analysis, the store manager felt that it was somewhat reasonable. Coupled with Captain Dibao's words, he was even more convinced that Mao Qi and others were not good people.
"Go tell the waiter and ask her to treat you well. Don't alert the snake. Wait for Captain Dibao to bring his people back and catch them all in one fell swoop."
In the eyes of the store manager and waiter, Mao Qi and Mo Jiao Chihu were no different from heinous human traffickers.
Mao Qi never dreamed that if he spent money on a meal, he would be eaten up by the store manager and the waiter.
After a while, Di Bao changed his outfit and rushed over with a large team of people. As soon as he walked in, he couldn't wait to ask the store manager if he was still there.
"Captain Dibao, don't worry, we'll keep an eye on it," the store manager said, dreaming of receiving awards for meritorious service and relying on Dibao as his big backer.
After receiving a positive reply from the store manager, Dibao breathed a sigh of relief and asked everyone to cheer up and wait in the living room.
"Captain Dibao, what are you waiting for? How about I go call them out." The store manager looked at Dibao with a puzzled look, mustered up his courage, and volunteered.
"What's the hurry? Wait." Dibao glared at the store manager and said seriously.
Seeing Dibao's cautious look, the store manager didn't dare to talk nonsense.
Soon, another group of people came, but they didn't come in. Seeing such a big battle, the store manager couldn't restrain his curiosity, but he didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, he was rejected again.
After a while, Shan Ping also hurried over and asked Di Bao as soon as he entered the door: "Are you there?"
Di Bao quickly nodded and replied.
"Is the other party really a big thief?" the store manager greeted warmly, while sending someone to inform the boss that no matter what the reason, it was their honor to have the great elder Shan Plate of the Yam Tribe come.
"Sir, do you need me to call them out?" Seeing Shan Ping's anxious look, the store manager took the initiative to ask for help again, but was still rejected.
If only Mao Qi was there, given the relationship between Shan Ping and Mao Qi, they would not wait in the hall; but with Bai Su here, it would be different.
After the hotel owner learned the news, he rushed over immediately and saw Shan Plate standing in the lobby. He scolded the store manager and then quickly asked him to arrange the best private room and prepare to invite Shan Plate.
Shan Ping politely declined the boss's kindness, and suddenly an idea struck him, and he hurriedly sent someone to invite Shan Miao.
The restaurant owner saw the solemn look on Shan Ping's face and knew that the matter was important. He stepped aside knowingly and waited for Shan Ping's orders. However, the restaurant manager quietly came to the hotel owner and told the hotel owner his speculation.
"Is that true?" the restaurant owner asked doubtfully.
"I promise." The store manager replied confidently.
At this time, the waiter told the waiter that the customer wanted more wine and food.
"This is already twelve jars, do you still want more?" the waiter muttered, looking reluctant.
"Hurry up, why are you standing still?" Seeing the waiter's delay, Shan Ping became anxious.
Shan Ping spoke, and the restaurant owner quickly urged him. Then he took the opportunity to show off, so he said: "Elder Shan Ping, this medicinal food can both nourish and intoxicate people. Do you want to give them a special dish?"
Upon hearing this, Shan Ping's good impression of the innkeeper was wiped out, and he warned with a serious expression: "You'd better not mess around, otherwise no one will be able to save your life."
His good intentions failed, and the innkeeper realized that things were not as the store manager said. What was even more annoying was that he found that Shan Ping's attitude towards him became much colder because of this. He was furious, knowing that he had been cheated by the store manager.
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"Elder Shan Ping, Mao Qi and the others are really good drinkers. I don't know how long it will take if this keeps up." Di Bao smiled bitterly when he saw that the waiter offered five more jars of wine.
Shan Ping did not answer, but showed a wry smile on his face.
The depressed restaurant owner on the side suddenly felt excited when he heard the word "Mao Qi".
Who Mao Qi is is now known to all children over three years old in the Gushan tribe. Such a person is actually in his hotel. This is a blessing obtained in the previous life, something that can only be encountered but cannot be sought. If Shan Ping was not present, he would really
I want to give the stupid store manager a few slaps.
But the store manager didn't understand and was still imagining making meritorious deeds and receiving awards.
Looking for an opportunity, the restaurant owner came to the kitchen in person and said with a serious expression: "Do you know who you are cooking for? It's Mr. Maoqi. Please work harder for me."
After hearing the boss's words, the chef immediately felt as if he had been given a shot of blood, and all the previous complaints were wiped away.
"Master, what is the origin of this rice bucket? Does the boss need to be so concerned about it?" A waiter who only washed vegetables was still immersed in the complaints just now.
"Shut up, if the dishes are not washed properly, I will deduct all your wages." The head chef was speechless for this ignorant guy, and could only threaten to deduct his wages.
"Grandpa, it's so late, what do you want to treat me to?" Shan Miao was not angry because it was too late, but looked expectant.
"Maoqi and Zhu'er are back, do you want to meet them?" Shan Ping said with a smile on his face.
"Think about it, where is it?" Shan Miao sounded excited. Stories about Mao Qi had been spreading everywhere these days, and she was about to verify it in person.
But when he arrived at the door of the box, he stopped again. He didn't know what to say when he saw Mao Qi. At this time, the waiter was walking over with the dishes. Shan Miao had an idea in an instant. He took the second-hand Chinese food from the waiter and entered the box.
I was originally worried that I wouldn't know what to say after meeting, but as soon as I walked in, I could smell the smell of alcohol, and Mao Qizheng and Mo Jiao Chihu were chatting over wine, and they suddenly became angry and threw the dishes on the table.
superior.
But at this time, no one cared about Shan Miao's behavior, they still ate what they should eat and drank what they should drink.
Shan Miao was about to get angry when Zhu'er actually picked up a bowl of wine and handed it to Shan Miao. "Sister Shan Miao, come and have a drink."
Zhu'er was drunk, but she recognized Shan Miao immediately and was not surprised by the extra person.
Seeing Zhu'er's cheeks flushed and smelling of alcohol, Shan Miao secretly blamed her: "This Mao Qi has brought sister Zhu'er down."
Just as he was about to persuade Zhu'er to drink less, Mao Qi, who was drinking with Chi Hu, saw Shan Miao. He was stunned for a moment, then ignored her and wanted to have a drink with her.
Seeing Zhu'er's appearance and thinking that her grandfather was still waiting outside, Shan Miao originally wanted to refuse, but what Mao Qi said made it difficult for her to refuse.
"I didn't expect that the last time I had a drink at the Shanyao Tribe, Miss Shanmiao would come. It's such an honor. I'll do it first as a token of respect."
After hearing Mao Qi's words, Shan Miao picked up the wine bowl out of nowhere, but just as he was about to ask what happened, Mao Qi had already drained the wine in one gulp.
Shan Miao had no choice but to drink too much. In fact, having a drink with Mao Qi was something she had always looked forward to.