Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 2569 Want to be the Savior

Although Tom has immigrated to South Africa for several generations, he has always lived in a white circle and his accent is still the accent of his hometown, so Sophia's voice made Owen stunned.

Then my eyes lit up. Sophia was so beautiful. Although I had been covered in dust in the Pearl of Africa for so many years, everything was completely released when I arrived in the military reclamation city.

Owen is still unmarried. Because he is too outstanding, no woman has ever been able to make his heart beat fast. So the moment he saw Sofia, his eyes suddenly widened.

Sophia asked twice in succession: "Sir, do you have any instructions?"

Owen just stared at Sophia in a daze and didn't react at all.

Sophia looked at the silly look of this guy and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Owen suddenly woke up from his dream and asked quickly, "What did you just say?"

  Owen wanted to complain, why such a high-end Western restaurant is so vulgar?

But when I found out that Sophia was the boss, I couldn't say a word. As the saying goes, beauty is a feast to the eyes, so it doesn't matter what you eat, even if you're squatting and eating a bowl of instant noodles, you can still taste like a feast.

"Beautiful lady, I just want to ask, do you have Gordon's Gin here?"

Sophia smiled brightly, feeling happy. Another fat sheep had come to her door. When she came to Junken City, she learned one thing, which was to kill people.

Of course, ripping people off does not mean asking for an exorbitant price. There is an unwritten rule in Junken City that domestic liquors are sold strictly according to the fixed price, while as for foreign liquors, the price is a bit arbitrary.

For example, most people in China don’t know about gin, which is a British grain wine, but Tom naturally knew it, so he put it on the counter when the shop opened.

"Sir, would you like spicy gin, Old Tom gin or fruity gin?"

Owen suddenly became excited. To be honest, the negotiations these days were difficult and he was not used to the food. Although the hotel had a Western restaurant, the food would change its taste once it left that land. There was nothing he could do about it.

Today I suddenly heard that there was gin, and I was immediately happy.

"Then get two bottles of Old Tom Gin and some ice."

Sophia pursed her lips and said, "Sir, due to transportation reasons, the price of gin is relatively high. It costs 888 US dollars. Are you willing to pay that?"

  Sophia said the ugly words in advance to avoid the other party refusing to admit it later!

Owen nodded: "Don't worry, the gin is worth the price."

Sophia nodded, her blue eyes narrowed into slits with joy.

"Then what else do you need to eat?"

Owen waved his hand and said, "You have the final say on this. Bring out the best dishes from your restaurant. We are not picky eaters."

  Several subordinates looked at each other. They had heard Owen's complaints just now, but now they asked the boss to make the arrangements. What if he served barbecue?

But no one dared to say anything. The first rule of the workplace is that the boss is always right. If he is not right, please refer to the first rule.

But when the fragrant lamb chops and lamb legs were served, how could you resist the aroma and color?

  Then, several gentlemen began to share the food with knives and forks, and they were eating so happily that even Owen forgot what he had complained about just now.

Food is common to the whole world. Although preferences may vary due to regional reasons, taste buds never lie.

The naan pit barbecue in northern Xinjiang is really delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it completely retains the juice of the mutton, making you unable to stop.

After several dishes, they were served steak, which is actually one of the must-order dishes for everyone who comes in.

But everyone, including Owen, suddenly felt that the steak was no longer fragrant and tasteless. It became the most disliked dish on the table.

But Owen still insisted on eating it, and then took a sip of gin, but he didn't feel anything. Sofia also gave them fruit wine, which they brewed themselves. When they were in Africa, Tom liked to brew his own wine. It can be said that he survived by relying on his winemaking skills.

Owen took a bite, frowned, then slowly relaxed his brows and asked in surprise:

"What kind of wine is this? It tastes so strange?"

Sophia smiled and explained: "This is fruit wine, we brew it ourselves."

Owen nodded: "This is a British flavor. Where in the UK are you from?"

Sophia shook her head: "I only know that my ancestral home is in England, but I was born in Africa and have never been to England. This winemaking skill was also passed down from my ancestors."

Owen felt a pain in his heart when he saw her gloomy expression. He naturally knew the current situation of white people in Africa, and wondered how much this girl had suffered!

"Then how did you come to Junken City?"

Owen asked curiously. It was incredible in itself that a white African would come so far to open a store.

You know, the rich white people have long returned to their respective countries, and the rest are poor and powerless, and it is good enough for them to survive, so Sofia's situation made him curious.

Sophia smiled brightly, and her gloomy expression disappeared:

"My husband brought me here. They went to support the construction, and I fell in love with him, and then I came here with him."

Owen felt disappointed. He had the ability to change the girl's fate, but he didn't expect that she was already married.

After that, Owen spoke very little, but he ate a lot, until he saw Sophia walking past him with her arm around an old man.

The old man looked to be about eighty years old, with wrinkles all over his face and a hunched back. He became very curious.

"Miss Sophia, who is this gentleman?"

Sophia quickly introduced him: "This is my husband, Lao Liu, and this is Mr. Owen."

Owen's eyes suddenly showed anger. Such a beautiful girl was actually taken over by such an old man...

  He wanted to pick the old man up and ask him, "Why do you do this? Is it because you have money?"

However, he was a well-educated man, so he decided to endure it for now and wait until he had a chance to be alone with Sophia to ask her clearly.

If it was because of money, he felt that he had an obligation to help the girl out of her misery, after all, she was also of British descent.

In the next few days, Owen came here to eat every day and became familiar with Sofia. They chatted for a few minutes every day, but this place was still not suitable for talking about personal issues as there were so many waiters around.

After all, the boss is that old man, and he is afraid of causing trouble for Sophia if someone reports him on his territory.

So, he had been waiting for an opportunity to ask Sophia out and have a good talk with her.

On this day, he had just entered the restaurant and saw Sophia walking out. He greeted her, but Sophia just looked at him, nodded, and left.

Then he saw another Sofia in the restaurant...

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