Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 525

Seeing Dong Qiangqiang in a daze, Duanmu mistakenly thought that he didn't know the way to go, so he quickly reminded in a low voice: "You put the name of the restaurant into the navigator, it should have the address in it. If it doesn't, then we will get out of the car and ask for directions. Anyway, you Go ahead, don't stay here stupidly."

Of course Dong Qiangqiang knew how to go to the best Furong, but he was just surprised that the other party could choose the best Furong evenly after he proposed so many restaurants.

At that moment, he believed that there was God's will in the dark.

Adhering to the principle of "it's a blessing, not a disaster, and a disaster can't be avoided", Dong Qiangqiang bit the bullet and parked the car in the parking lot opposite the best lotus.

The last time he came, it was still in ruins.Unexpectedly, a few months later, a brand new building rose from the ground.But compared with the previous buildings, the exterior of the restaurant this time looks quite different from the past.

The facade of the restaurant wall is made of wine red with a little brown wood, which is extremely eye-catching in the light beige exterior wall color of the surrounding residential area. It is very abrupt, but also very eye-catching.Although the dark color of the exterior wall looks heavy and even depressing, it adopts a very bold floor-to-ceiling window design. To be precise, the entire wall facing the street is made of glass.

It was noon, the outside was brightly lit, and the restaurant was also brightly lit. It was easy for people passing by outside to see all kinds of delicacies displayed in the restaurant (and diners, of course).

Everyone filed into the restaurant, and Dong Qiangqiang found that although the decoration style inside was slightly different from before, there were still traces to follow, and he could vaguely see the shadow of the interior decoration last time.

After ordering meals for Mr. Bian and his entourage, Duanmu was about to ask Dong Qiangqiang what he wanted to eat. Mr. Bian smiled and shook his index finger at the table next to him.

Duanmu didn't understand the other party's intention, and asked, "Do you want to order something more? Or do you want to go to the bathroom?"

"We have something important to discuss." Boss Bian ordered with a deadpan expression, "Go over there (to eat)."

These words are right on the mind of Dong Qiangqiang and Duanmu. They are worrying about how to eat with Mr. Bian, which is more uncomfortable than eating flies.

In the restaurant, the bill is paid first and then the meal is eaten. Because of Mr. Bian's relationship, Dong Qiangqiang did not want to let Duanmu get caught, and insisted on the AA system.Duanmu couldn't resist Dong Qiangqiang, so he could only follow him.

Just as Dong Qiangqiang was checking out at the cash register, the chef in the back kitchen sent the dishes from other tables to the pick-up table, and rang the bell to remind the waiter to pick up the dishes. He was about to turn around and return to the back kitchen when he suddenly saw Dong Qiangqiang .

He stared at Dong Qiangqiang carefully for a long time. Although Dong Qiangqiang's hair grew and he became fatter, his stature and the expression between his eyebrows remained unchanged.

He finally recognized Dong Qiangqiang, glared at him fiercely, then turned and disappeared in the back kitchen.

As he was far away from Mr. Bian's table, Duanmu talked with Dong Qiangqiang in a calm and pleasant voice about the stocks he had been following recently, as well as some Lego-themed building blocks that he had just seen on the market.

Suddenly, both of them heard a curse from a distance at the same time, followed by the crisp sound of chopsticks falling to the ground.

The two looked up almost at the same time, and found that the diners at other tables were also as inexplicable as they were.Everyone followed the prestige, but all their eyes were focused on Mr. Bian's table.

"You two come here!" Xiao Wang stood up and shouted in the direction of Duanmu and Dong Qiangqiang, "What's going on here?"

Dong Qiangqiang and Duanmu approached Mr. Bian's table without knowing why, and before Duanmu could ask carefully, Xiao Wang angrily pushed a plate of brightly colored Kung Pao Chicken in front of Duanmu, and ordered: "Taste what kind of flavor is this?" !"

Duanmu took the new chopsticks, put a piece of diced chicken the size of a fingernail suspiciously into his mouth, took a bite, and immediately spit it out again. "Bah! Why is it so salty?"

"Are they doing so salty to kill our Boss Bian?" Xiao Wang waved his hand and told Duanmu, "Get their manager here."

Duanmu hurriedly called the lobby manager of the restaurant, a middle-aged man in his 40s.Before he finished tasting, he hurriedly apologized in Chinese with seven or eight turns in his pronunciation: "I'm so sorry! We will redo it for you right away!"

"Redo?" Xiao Wang immediately raised his eyebrows and sneered when he heard the mandarin spoken by the other party, "Are you fooling a ghost? Is this a redo?"

"We spend money to buy services, not to buy anger. Do you understand?" Another follower echoed, "You want to compensate us for our spiritual loss."

"Spiritual loss?" The lobby manager's Chinese listening ability obviously couldn't understand Xiao Wang's expression, and he thought to himself that it would cause mental loss if a dish was fried and salty?Although I was disgusted in my heart, my face was still very polite, "I don't understand what you mean...but I will make another (this dish) soon."

Boss Bian raised his eyelids, rolled his eyes, and pouted at Duanmu: "You two, go communicate."

Dong Qiangqiang and Duanmu looked at each other in blank dismay, both feeling that Mr. Bian might have lost his mind.

Duanmu had never experienced this kind of situation before, and he didn't know how and what to communicate with the other party, so he subconsciously said, "Boss Bian..."

"Just go if you are told, what are you waiting for?" Xiao Wang asked Duanmu sharply, "Should we be forced to swallow our anger when we encounter discrimination?"

Before Dong Qiangqiang could speak for Duanmu, another attendant had already stuffed the plate of Kung Pao chicken into his hand: "Don't be dazed, he's going to communicate with you to change the dishes, hurry up..."

Duanmu glanced at the lobby manager with a sad face. At this moment, the lobby manager began to suspect that Boss Bian and others were here to eat Bawang's meal. He said calmly to Duanmu: "Please follow me."

Dong Qiangqiang brought the particularly salty Kung Pao Chicken to the vegetable counter, and politely called out to the back kitchen: "Is there anyone?"

"Oh, what's the matter, guest?" A young face flashed out of the back kitchen with a smile on his face.

"Your dish...is too salty." Dong Qiangqiang deliberately slowed down his speaking speed when he heard that the other party's Chinese was very unfavorable, "Can you make a new one?"

The young man tasted it carefully, and immediately spat it out again: "Well, it's really... In this way, you can take this dish to the chef and tell the chef that there is a ready-made one at the back, so you can directly exchange it for a new one. "

Dong Qiangqiang thought it would save trouble, thanked the other party, and walked towards the back kitchen with the plate.

As soon as he walked past a shelf, he saw a group of chefs in white standing in front of the frying pan and waving frying spoons. A ball of flames shot up and disappeared into the air in an instant.

Just when Dong Qiangqiang was distracted, someone behind him asked in English: "What are you looking for?"

Dong Qiangqiang turned around when he heard the sound, and saw a short old man standing behind him, without a chef's hat, staring at Dong Qiangqiang with a gloomy face.

"Hello, this dish is salty. The waiter said that I can come here and change it to a new one." Although Dong Qiangqiang's English level is not high, it is still no problem to express simple meanings.He was not sure about the identity of the old man, so he could only lightly put the dish in his hand on the stainless steel chopping board next to him, "You can taste it."

After hearing what he said, the old man neither looked at nor tasted the dishes, but stretched out his hand and pushed the dish aside, while staring into Dong Qiangqiang's eyes and asked word by word: "It can be redone, but I have a problem. "

Although Dong Qiangqiang felt that the other party was a bit weird, he still responded politely: "Please tell me."

"You know Jin Yuan, right? I need him for something, do you know where he is?"

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