My iceberg smiled

Chapter 508 Talking Tuberculosis Mode
Deng Qiang took advantage of the waiter's bewilderment, and leaned his round body to the other side.

So the two sat side by side in the corner, staring at each other in the dark.

Seeing that the waiter was silent, Deng Qiang turned on the "chatter mode".

"Hey, this is the first time I have come to such a high-level place with my boss. I was very excited today, but now I suddenly lost my interest."

"..."

"It's hard to meet the world once. Do you think it's easy for me? Well, I can understand your feelings. It's not easy for you to be a waiter here, and it's not easy for you to work in the service industry."

As Deng Qiang spoke, he grabbed the other party's hand and shook it twice.

The waiter was a little dazed by the grip, and felt that he might have encountered a fool, so he quickly pulled his hand out of the opponent's hand.

Symbolically perfunctory: "Sir, did you drink too much? Don't worry, the venue will turn on the emergency lights soon."

Deng Qiang scolded in his heart, "Go to hell with your watch", and then said: "Oh, that's right, your hotel waiters are professional, I won't get separated from my boss, and I'm afraid of being alone, Seeing that you are curled up here alone, let me be your companion, two people squatting together is better than one alone."

The waiter said: I don't want to squat with you.

Although he is pretending to be squatting here by the shocking group, he will still find a chance to leave in a while. If he is always entangled here by this mentally handicapped person, it will be difficult for him to get out.

So I was thinking of a way in my mind how to get rid of this fat man.

"Oh, I heard from over there that it wasn't that the lamp was broken, but that it was knocked out. My God, if such a big chandelier is dropped, the brains must not come out? It hurts to hear it..."

waiter:"……"

"My mother! Isn't the person standing in the center just now the president of the Chamber of Commerce? Isn't the president now..."

Deng Qiang's tone is extremely exaggerated, like the Chinese translator's accent in European and American movies, "God", "God", "Oh hello", "My God" at every turn, with a sad sigh at the end: That's really too bad .

Hearing these words, the waiter was taken aback for a while, even though the emergency lights were not on, the waiter seemed to be able to guess the exaggerated expression that the fat man next to him would make.

However, after hearing what he said, the waiter's whole body relaxed a little.

It seems that the president of the chamber of commerce has really died, so his mission has been completed, so he can rest assured.

He just needs to think about how to get out later.

As soon as he leaves the venue tonight, he will immediately fly abroad. From now on, he will never set foot on this land, and will guard his happy life for the rest of his life after billions of dollars of wealth.

Just thinking about it made him feel extremely comfortable, so he relaxed his vigilance towards the nagging person beside him for a while.

"Who do you think is so ruthless to kill the president of the chamber of commerce? No family in the Longjing business circle is so bold, right? Isn't this going to be an enemy of all the merchants?"

The waiter thought to himself: It's none of your business, like an eighth woman.

Deng Qiang said again: "I guess this person must still be inside the venue, the most dangerous place is the safest place, maybe squatting near me hahaha!"

The waiter froze when he was told, and his facial expression became uncomfortable.

He didn't expect that the fat man actually hit the point, which made him feel like he was being peeped into the secret.

(End of this chapter)