Almighty Fat Goddess

Chapter 533 Finding fault across borders
The article was very long, and Bai Feng was so angry that she vomited blood after reading it. She wanted to reply below, but found that the news was blocked and comments were not allowed.

Yang Liu opened the domestic Weibo again, where many big Vs reposted this comment, and even scolded the Chinese people for their lack of quality.

"Boss Bai, something is wrong..."

Before she finished speaking, Bai Feng had already gone downstairs with her tablet computer to find Beichuan Xiaotian.

In the end, the truth made Baifeng vomit blood even more...

Beichuan Xiaotian touched the scar on his face, feeling a little sad, and told everyone the whole process of the incident intermittently.

Beichuan Xiaotian is known as the God of Cookery in Japan, and has always been the pride of all Japanese people. They never dreamed that the god they believed in would go to a Chinese restaurant to work as a chef, and even marry a Chinese woman.

At the beginning, many Japanese netizens abused Beichuan Xiaotian as a traitor and a national humiliation on the Internet. Later, the situation gradually escalated. His shop in Japan was smashed, and many angry young people would occasionally organize demonstrations...

This time he took his wife back to Japan for a trip and to visit relatives, but he was recognized as soon as he went to the street, and then he was beaten up. This is not over. In order to protect his woman, he raised his Fist, but it just happened to be patted by someone with a heart.

When it was posted on the Internet, this matter became the current version.

"Mr. Bai, I don't know what I did wrong. I just admire your cooking skills and want to improve myself by following you, but I didn't expect my compatriots to hate me so much just because of this. Now I don't dare to go back to my country... "

Bai Feng knocked lightly on the table and spoke in a cold voice.

"Some peoples, even across two worlds, are still so narrow-minded and ugly... Don't worry, I will help you solve this matter!"

Bai Feng opened Weibo, originally intending to satirize some big domestic Vs, but her Weibo was full of curses. Obviously, the ubiquitous trolls have found Beichuan Xiaotian's true identity and captured her Weibo.

Therefore, Bai Feng reposted a Weibo with the most comments, and followed the comments:

"Please don't let stupidity blind your eyes! Let me first introduce the protagonist of this incident. The person in the picture is indeed my employee, but he is a genuine Japanese, born and raised in Japan , It has nothing to do with Huaxia’s half a dime. So please, Huaxia people who are not good at Huaxia, please shut up your stinking mouths and don’t show your IQ.

Moreover, he is also a well-known God of Cookery in Japan. This time, he was framed by the Japanese as us Chinese tourists beating people. I really feel hot eyes. Can I trouble you to find out when you splash dirty water in the future?In addition, let me repeat one more point. My employees go to their own country to fight with others. This is his freedom. I have no right to interfere. As for who is right and who is wrong, it has nothing to do with me. I think the only thing that matters is that I am afraid Is it you Japan? "

After Bai Feng's Weibo was posted, the wind immediately changed again.

"My Cao, Beichuan Xiaotian is really the Japanese God of Cookery? Could it be that someone really poured dirty water on purpose?"

"Japan is ashamed this time, the people who have been doing it for a long time without quality are from their own country?"

"Boss Bai is right, no matter who is right or wrong in the fight, anyway, both sides are Japanese, and have something to do with our country?"

"Some people from China are cheap, and they started to roll and kneel in line with foreign fathers before they figured out anything!"

……

Bai Feng's Weibo was immediately forwarded to internationally renowned websites. As a result, people from all over the world burst into laughter immediately, and the comments were even more exciting...

"Come on, Japanese, come out and take two steps?"

"Ah, the slap in the face really hurts..."

"This face was slapped, slapped..."

"People in Japan have lost their minds this time. I guess the person who posted the post never dreamed of this result..."

……

Just as Bai Feng finished posting on Weibo, there was a commotion in the lobby of the hotel.

I ran out and saw a group of young people around the door, shouting slogans loudly, Qian Chuanzi ran out with his sleeves rolled up and cursed, the group changed their tricks again, and a leader came up and shouted.

"We are tourists from Japan. I heard that the food in your restaurant is good, so I came here to try it!"

Bai Feng knew that this group of people was looking for faults and causing trouble, because several of them were holding mobile phones in weird postures, and they were probably secretly filming.

She smiled and stepped forward.

"Since you are here for dinner, let's line up. Don't you always boast that you are the most polite country in the world? Don't you even know the rule of first come, first served? There is also loud noise, which is also the politeness you have had since elementary school? hehe?"

The ears of the group of people who spoke in one sentence were red, and they looked at each other one by one, and finally they could only run to the back of the line in aggrieved manner.

Mo Bei ran from the kitchen and set out to ask.

"Master, what should we do? Why don't we call the police? These people must be looking for faults!"

In fact, what Mo Bei is most afraid of is that Bai Feng can't hold fire, and if he beats up this group of people at that time, it will be a big deal, and it is likely that a small problem will become a big problem between countries.

Bai Feng smiled and waved his hands.

"Hehe, let this group of stupid B platoons go, they definitely won't be able to eat today!"

Mo Bei was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the wall clock on the wall, feeling amused.

This group of people who came here from Japan to make trouble is actually like what Baifeng said, many of them have their mobile phone cameras on, and one even does a remote live broadcast. They actually came here to vent their anger after the Beichuan Xiaotian incident. The 'angry youth'.

Originally, I planned to yell and come to order some dishes, and then deliberately said that it was terrible, or that the dishes were not clean. Not only could it be a prank, but it could also be posted on the international website to disgust the Chinese people.

But when I arrived, I found out sadly that there were too many people eating in the restaurant, and they couldn't even get in line. At this moment, they were squatting at the back of the line like silly B, still waiting to go in and how to humiliate the Japanese God of Cookery and Bai. What about Feng?

"Next person!"

Qian Chuanzi chanted his name feebly, and finally, the line came to the side of the Japanese tourists.

They were so excited that they seemed to be able to see themselves smashing dishes and bowls and humiliating the Japanese God of Cookery to their heart's content. Unfortunately, Qian Chuanzi coughed and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm at them...

"Today's business hours are over, and only alcohol service is provided in the evening. If you need to eat, please come back tomorrow!"

After speaking, he twisted his buttocks and left, leaving a group of Japanese tourists, looking at each other one by one, completely confused about the fruit on the tree, you and me under the tree...

"What should I do? I will definitely have to queue up tomorrow..."

"Why don't we just order the bar, anyway, it's not real food!"

"Come on, let's drink!"

……

A group of people entered the lobby, Xiaoqing at the bar looked at it, and then asked with a smile.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, our shop is celebrating tonight, and we only sell special drinks - three bowls are not enough! 5000 yuan a bowl, how many bowls do you want?"

"5000 yuan a bowl? So expensive? Is there a mistake?"

(End of this chapter)