Chapter 539 Not too supportive
Facing Mr. Lin who wanted the table, An Ning and Zhao Pandi lifted the table in unison.

"Sir, remember to pay the hotel for the table you bought."

"Also, we charge a service fee for delivering the table. It doesn't need to be too much, just give me eight thousand."

An Ning and Brother Zhao Pan, you said something to each other, which made Mr. Lin who was standing in a daze. Could it be that he really came to buy a table?
"You two are sick! I want your seats, what do I want a table for?"

An Ning and Zhao Pandi looked at each other, suddenly realized, and the table fell to the ground with a thump.

"Aoer——"

Mr. Lin screamed like a pig, his face flushed quickly, and he tried to move the table that didn't look heavy with both hands.

"Come here! Are you blind!"

Several waiters rushed over, and An Ning and Zhao Pandi stepped back in a tacit understanding to watch the excitement.

"One, two, three——start——"

"rise---"

"one two three---"

"Ah—a bunch of trash!"

Under Mr. Lin's yelling and the waiter's exertion, the table was almost motionless, and every time it was lifted by less than a millimeter of space, the hands of several waiters suddenly became weak, and the table fell, Mr. Lin wanted to yell. There was a loud groan.

All the eyes of the restaurant were gathered here, Mr. Lin's girlfriend felt that she couldn't hold back her face, and wanted to leave but was embarrassed to leave now.

"Ah - I want you to shut down the entire hotel!"

"You two bumpkins, lift it up for me!"

An Ning and Zhao Pandi, who occupy the best viewing positions, looked at me and I looked at you, and they both looked at the back at the same time, and said in unison: "Who is the bumpkin?"

"Is he talking about you?"

"No way, can you still be so rampant when asking for help?"

"People with bad brains are like this."

"Ah—then I don't dare to help, the crazy dog ​​in our village has a bad mind, it will bite you if you feed it."

"What you said makes sense. I think he is more powerful than a mad dog."

The two people, who were more hurt than each other, spoke very happily.

Mr. Lin was so angry and bloody from the pain in his foot that he finally used his biggest card.

He pointed at An Ning and Zhao Pandi angrily, glared at them with swallowing eyes and said, "Do you know who I am?"

"know."

An Ning and Zhao Pandi nodded at the same time, and spoke at the same time.

"The second idiot in the village."

"Hahahaha! There is one in your village too, right?"

"Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

"It's okay, haven't you seen that there is one in Hong Kong City?"

"Makes sense!"

One damage and one damage, it was completely rubbing Mr. Lin's face on the ground.

"Okay, don't even think about leaving this hotel today!"

"Which one is this, with such a big tone? Our Hu family's guests, can't get out of the Hu family's hotel?"

A voice that does not belong here came from the door.

An old man in Tang suit walked in with a dragon-headed cane in his hand, followed by more than a dozen bodyguards in black.

No matter how you look at it, this aura doesn't look like a good person.

"Boss Hu."

"Boss Hu."

"Boss Hu."

People who saw the old man bowed and bowed one by one.

This one is a frequent visitor to the newspapers in the port city. I didn't expect to meet him in the restaurant of the hotel today.

Mr. Lin naturally also knew about Mr. Hu. To be precise, Mr. Hu was a generational member of his grandfather, the real person in power.

"Grandpa Hu."

"Oh—who am I? Isn't this the little grandson of that family?"

Mr. Lin didn't dare to breathe, it didn't matter whether his feet hurt or not.

"It's me, I'm—"

Mr. Lin didn't finish his sentence. Mr. Hu passed by, but he didn't listen and completely ignored him, which made Mr. Lin feel uncomfortable and dared not speak.

"Master An—look at you, why did you come here to eat? Is it because their service is not good?"

Mr. Hu was full of enthusiasm, walked towards An Ning with a low value, and first offered his hand.

"Hello."

An Ning just nodded slightly, without reaching out.

"People in the Taoist sect, it's better to have less contact with them."

In a word, the grievances that had just arisen in Mr. Hu's heart disappeared.

"You're right, I didn't think carefully."

Next, Mr. Hu asked An Ning about the most common questions about rest last night, eating and drinking etc. with concern.

It was these ordinary questions that made An Ning so unusual.

Who is this person?Young, Master An?Is there Master An in metaphysics?

Most of the people who dined here were from the upper class, but they had never heard of Master An's name.

"Oh, Lao Hu, you are not authentic, you came so early!"

"It must be to talk to Master An."

"Don't pay attention, don't pay attention."

Two groups of people walked in from the door of the restaurant, the heads of Sanhe and Xingmen came in with a smile, walked towards An Ning immediately and saluted.

An Ning still had an indifferent attitude, but the three bosses didn't care at all, they were still so humble.

At this moment, it doesn't matter who Master An is.

Because everyone knows one thing, this person cannot be provoked.

Mr. Lin, whose feet were pressed down by the table, had arranged a life plan for himself after the amputation at this moment.

Actually, one leg is fine too.At least he's rich, isn't he?
An Ning exchanged pleasantries with yesterday's three headed family members, suddenly looked at Mr. Lin, walked over kindly, and raised the table that none of the four had raised with one hand.

"My name is An Ning, I will be punished a little today, if you want to take revenge——"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, nothing, my mind is clean, it's all idiots, nothing!"

Mr. Lin wished he could open his head and prove it to An Ning.

An Ning waved his hand, and Mr. Lin limped away as if he was about to receive an amnesty.

After An Ning settled it, she turned to the three family members and said, "If you are all right, why don't you accompany me to Jiang's house?"

"That's natural."

"My pleasure."

"It is a great honor to be with Master An."

The last flattery made An Ning feel uncomfortable for the boss.

What she didn't know was that she really enjoyed the night last night, but the three of them had a one-night meeting.

After a night of discussions, coupled with the real arguments of several masters of metaphysics, today's results have been achieved.

An Ning walked in front with a straight face, and Zhao Pandi followed behind her.

Behind the two of them were dozens of menacing young men in black clothes. As soon as they walked out in this posture, the grieving ghost would think twice.

Arriving at Jiang's house unimpeded all the way, An Ning's first step into Jiang's house, with a casual slap, first broke the feng shui array.

"Tell the Feng Shui master behind here, if you are not convinced, you can come to me."

"No, no, no, Master Feng told me to tell him that if it wasn't for his lack of physical support, he would have come here by himself."

An Ning turned around and asked, "Who is Master Feng?"

"It's the one with a broken body."

"Oh——that is indeed because the body is not very supportive."

(End of this chapter)

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