Kiss the wrong wife

After Jing'er finished the meeting today, she said to the old man, "Do you have an appointment at noon? Let's have dinner together!"

The old man was rather flattered. After Jing'er got married, he had very little communication with him. Unless they were at home, the two of them never went out to eat alone. He didn't expect that Jing'er would take the initiative to ask him out, so he hurriedly nodded and agreed.

"I'll ask Assistant Yang to book a table!" The old man said happily, the smile lines on his face deepening.

"You don't need to book a table, I have a good place to go." Jing'er said with a smile, "I'll call you after get off work, let the driver rest, I'll drive with you."

"That's great!" said the old man.Looking at Jing'er, he always felt that there was something strange in her smile, but he couldn't tell why it was so strange, as if she didn't just want him to eat, did she have other plans?The old man has too many designers, and he always feels that he will be designed by someone all the time.But I can't be on guard, because, in the perception of Jing'er and Lin Lefeng, this is a contract marriage, but the old man sincerely regards Jing'er as his grandson-in-law, so he longs for a quiet place to be with his grandson-in-law Cultivate the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren.

The old man thought that Jing'er would take him to some special restaurants for dinner, but he didn't expect it to be a cheap seafood restaurant.There are many seafood restaurants in Xinshi. Because it is close to the sea, people in Xinshi are not very keen on eating seafood, but many tourists from other places still like it very much. Therefore, cheap seafood restaurants have opened one after another. Because the price is still relatively low, it attracts people Many local middle and lower classes and outsiders patronize.The old man occasionally eats seafood, but he usually goes to some relatively high-end hotels to eat expensive seafood, and rarely eats in such popular seafood restaurants.Because the seafood sold in this type of restaurant is relatively common and cheap, such as scallops, scallops, turtles, shrimps, crabs, etc., abalone and lobster, etc., which are slightly higher-grade, but none of them are available.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier if you want to eat seafood? I can call Uncle Tao to order some for you." The old man said to Jing'er.

Jing'er pulled him to find a table by the window and sat down, said with a smile: "Perhaps, the seafood here has a different flavor?"

The old man asked strangely: "What kind of flavor? Aren't they all the same?"

Jing'er shrugged, "I'll know after trying it." She looked up, the restaurant was not big, it was about [-] square meters at a glance, the business was good, and the lunch market was almost full.The counter is on the right side of the door, and there is a wine cabinet behind the counter. Regular customers usually store wine here, and basically they can’t drink it all at once. Write your name and continue to drink when you come next time.Sitting at the counter was a long-haired woman, about thirty years old, with a round face. She occasionally looked up at the customers in the store, and then there was a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth.She should be the proprietress of this restaurant.

The waiter is wearing a yellow double-breasted jacket, shuttles between the guests to serve food and pour tea, and the service is considered considerate.

Jing'er summoned the waiter and said familiarly: "Hey, why didn't you see the boss today?"

The waiter took out a pen and paper and was about to place an order. Hearing Jinger's question, he replied, "The boss has gone to pick up the goods, and he won't be back in a while. Miss, are you familiar with our boss?"

Jinger smiled and said, "I'm not familiar with you, but I used to eat here often, so I know you." She saw a sign on the waiter's chest, which said intern, and knew that she was a newcomer, so she knew her. So to speak.

Sure enough, the waiter believed it. She smiled and said, "Oh, they are all regular customers. What would the lady like to eat today?"

Jing'er thought for a while, "Your boss used to help me decide. It's really nerve-wracking to order food. I don't know what to eat. Do you have anything to introduce?"

The waiter said: "How about a catty of mantis shrimp and steamed scallops with vermicelli and garlic."

Jing'er frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Is there anything special? Do you have lobster? How about geoduck? Or fresh abalone?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, his expression became a little joyful, and he said, "Miss, wait a minute, I'll ask the proprietress." After finishing speaking, he walked quickly to the counter.

Jing'er saw her talking to the proprietress at the counter, and the proprietress looked over in surprise. After a while, the proprietress came over in person, with a smile on her face, and said: "Miss, do you want to eat lobster? Really?" Coincidentally, there wasn't any, but because a guest called to make a reservation last night, the guest didn't come today, so I can give it up to the lady."

The person who called to make an appointment last night was Yuxuan, and it was arranged by Jinger.This type of seafood restaurant generally does not have expensive seafood, but it will be available if you call to make a reservation.And Yuxuan's phone was turned off today, so the restaurant couldn't contact Yuxuan. When the proprietress was worried, Jinger's appearance made her ecstatic.

Jing'er smiled and said, "That's great, please place an order for me right away, lobster, baked with cheese, steamed fresh abalone, and a catty of brine mantis shrimp."

The proprietress hurriedly asked the waiter to place an order, and then added tea to the old man and Jinger herself.

Jing'er took a sip, thanked her, and then casually asked: "I remember that there used to be a seafood restaurant opposite, why is it now a Hunan restaurant?"

The proprietress looked a little strange, but she quickly regained her composure, and said with a smile, "Oh, she didn't do it, and gave it to someone else."

"Oh, that's a pity. I went there once, and the chefs there are pretty good, and the business is pretty good. Why don't you do it all of a sudden?" Jinger said with a slightly regretful tone.

The proprietress reluctantly said, "Then the proprietress probably went back to take care of her grandson? Or maybe he earned enough? I don't know that much."

Jing'er smiled, "Maybe."

The proprietress refilled tea for Jing'er and the old man again, and said, "Miss, wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen and watch them make it."

Jing'er said, "Okay, thank you!"

After the proprietress left, the old man looked at Jing'er seriously, and said, "You have evil intentions!"

Jing'er rolled her eyes, "Are you talking about me or her?"

"You are the same as her." The old man snorted.

Jing'er was a little surprised, and asked: "Oh? Let's not talk about me first, tell me why she has evil intentions?"

The old man glanced at the Hunan cuisine restaurant opposite, and said: "This seafood restaurant opened almost at the same time as the predecessor of the Hunan cuisine restaurant opposite. It was renovated and rented out to Hunan people to open a Hunan restaurant. The proprietress was also burned to death, but she said that she went back to take her grandson, and she clearly cursed her grandson, not ordinary viciousness."

Jing'er raised her eyebrows, "How do you know so much?"

The old man smiled with a proud look on his face, "Because I bought all the shops in this area privately, and I am the owner."

Jing'er hadn't investigated yet, so she couldn't help being a little surprised. She asked, "How much do you know about the inside story of the fire?"

But the old man took Joe, and cast a sidelong glance at Jinger, "It's a lie that you came to eat with me today, you have another purpose, you tell your purpose, and I will tell you what I know."

Jing'er frowned, "Well, you old man, bargain with me?"

The old man drank his tea leisurely, "Actually, you don't need to hide it from me. Anyway, I know all your secrets."

Jing'er made a gesture to beat him, but he chuckled, "I'm not Le Feng, how dare you beat me?"

Jing'er snorted, "Go back tonight and beat your grandson to see if your heart hurts."

The old man smiled cunningly: "I can't see anything now!"