She actually went to his territory to make trouble when he was in such a good mood!

Fu Hong walked through the backyard, walked up the small stone bridge, and turned into a small single-family building.

Someone personally opened the door of the box for Fu Hong.

"Why do you come here to eat without saying a word, so I can greet you in person." The unhurried voice broke the coldness in the box, and Fu Hong glanced at the audience with a smile on his face.

When the people in the private room saw Fu Hong appearing, the leader stood up suddenly, and the other people who followed him saw Fu Hong's appearance, and also stood up collectively. That's enough, they never expected that the boss behind the "Western Han Dynasty" was actually the prince, and they couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

The few of them who came from the capital are usually praised everywhere, but Fu Hong is standing here, how dare they be crazy.

The one in the head, seeing Fu Hong, immediately walked over and apologized:

"Brother Fu, long time no see. So this is your shop. Misunderstanding, it was a complete misunderstanding."

Fu Hong lifted his lips, but smiled but didn't answer his eyes: "I don't know how many people will come to join us. It's because I didn't entertain well. When I come and pour wine, I will punish myself with three cups first."

boom!What is Fu Hong's identity?

It's just that he didn't hang out in the capital these few years, and went to City A to inherit his grandfather Fu Yang's property, and he was doing well.

He himself said that he punished himself with three drinks, but he dared not take it even if he wanted to drink it.

The sharp-eyed steward immediately pulled a chair away.

Fu Hong glanced casually, sat down gracefully, and waited for the waiter to pour the wine without saying a word.

The leading guest was so anxious that he even broke out in sweat, and in his heart he scolded his cousin who instigated him to make trouble.

He came to city A with a few friends, and his cousin said that the most famous restaurant here is "Western Han Dynasty", but he was very pushy. The last time he came here, there were no private rooms, so he had to make reservations in advance, which made him lost in front of his friends. To save face, I want them to find some bad luck.

This is good, I didn't find the bad luck, and I found myself frustrated.

"Prince, this is really a misunderstanding. The business of this restaurant is really good, and it is unique and unique..."

"Didn't you dislike the bad food here? Some people have a bad stomach?"

Fu Hong interrupted him directly, then his face sank, and he sneered: "Now my boss is here to apologize in person, what about the guest who ate badly? Do I need to send him to the hospital in person?"

"No, no, it's nothing like that." The man who claimed to have a stomachache broke out in cold sweat, and suddenly he knelt down with a thud, and slapped himself hard: "Prince, it's because I have eyes that don't know Mount Tai, You are full of nonsense, you don’t remember villains, I didn’t eat my stomach, I really didn’t eat my stomach, it’s a complete misunderstanding, a misunderstanding.”

"Oh, is it really a misunderstanding?" Fu Hong smiled faintly: "Since the misunderstanding has been clarified, let's forget about today's matter, you go ahead and drink, all drinks are free today. But—"

Fu Hong paused as he spoke, and looked at the man kneeling in front of him: "I don't even know if I have eaten a bad stomach, it seems that I am really sick, come here, take this guest to travel The No. [-] Hospital (mental hospital) said that the one I sent there had a bad stomach after eating, so they had to be checked carefully to make sure everything was fine before being released from the hospital.”

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