Fake Prodigal

Chapter 333
Li Hao stood in front of the counter, acting as the waiter was air, holding ten plates of fat beef in both hands, and was about to leave calmly.

The waiter's eyes were red, and he swept across the counter that was missing a large stack of plates. His face was black as the bottom of the pot, his nose was crooked, and he opened his arms to block the way.

It was raining heavily outside, and the waiter was in a bad mood. This guy is the counter manager, and he is actually responsible for managing the ingredients. Losses are counted on him, and profits are counted on the store. In short, it is just a piece of cake. Life is too difficult and work is too hard.

The waiter glared at Li Hao angrily. He didn't look at the almanac when he went out. He met a group of idiots, especially black men and skinny monkeys. He ran five or six times and took away more than ten plates of beef and mutton. It was like a self-service hot pot. How shameless!

There is no most shameless, only more shameless!

This kid served ten dishes at a time, dressed in street stalls, and looked like a wage earner with no money and no power. He came to a big buffet of hot pot eaters, uncle can bear it, auntie can't bear it!
"Put it down, you can only take one plate of beef and mutton!" The waiter shouted with a loud voice and a sly voice.

Li Hao frowned, and glanced at the diners who were holding two or three plates of fat beef. His face darkened, and he said angrily: "This is a self-service hot pot, I can eat as much as I want, you don't have to worry about it!"

"Poor ghost! You're so crazy. If you tell you to put it down, just put it down. There's so much bullshit. Get out if you're full." The waiter rolled his arms into his sleeves, showing a ferocious expression, threatening Li Hao.

Li Hao couldn't get used to him, threw ten plates of beef and mutton on the ground, raised his hand and slapped the waiter, and shouted: "Your uncle, what a service attitude, tell your boss to come out!"

"Crack!" The crisp slap in the face echoed in the lobby, diners looked sideways at the two of them in astonishment.

The waiter spun around three times, the golden stars in front of his eyes fluttered, and the left side of his face quickly swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. He had black lines all over his head, pointed at Li Hao's nose, and said hoarsely: "Poor ghost, don't you dare Let's go, I will not abandon you, I will take your surname!"

"Idiot! You bit me!" Li Hao provoked loudly, he was overjoyed, brother is here to cause trouble, this is what he wants, the king of beggars may come when he hears the wind, so it will be easy up!
"You just wait!" The waiter covered his left face with his hands, and his face was mournful. He was bullying and fearful, so he didn't dare to provoke Li Hao, so he ran into the back kitchen in a hurry, looking for reinforcements.

The hall is still lively, the diners are chatting and laughing, drinking wine, eating shabu-shabu, happily watching the excitement, the more lively the fight, the better, it would be better if you smash the hot pot restaurant, maybe you can get it for free Eat, no need to pay the bill.

Li Hao smiled, returned to his seat with more than ten plates of Outer Mongolian mutton, and continued to cook hot pot.

"Is it really good for you to do this?" Monkey teased while boiling the mutton slices.

"You did a good job, but that kid just doesn't want to pump. Looking at that black face, my hands itch!" Er Niu said.

"Eat quickly, when the beggar king comes out, let's do it!" Li Hao took a sip of cold beer, bit his back molars, and the corners of his mouth curled up fiercely.

The king of beggars wants to cut off his five limbs and make him be a beggar for the rest of his life.

This tone must be released, and all should be returned to the beggar king to get rid of this scourge.

The curtain of the back kitchen door was raised, and four men and a woman came out. The man was hulking, his brows were furrowed, his face was full of toughness, and he was not a good person at first glance.

The woman wore heavy makeup, dyed maroon curly hair, and wore a slender short skirt. She was very fashionable, full of dust and dust, and could not tell her age.

The waiter walked in the front, pointed at Li Hao's table, covered his red and swollen left cheek, and said viciously: "Madam boss, it's that poor guy who slapped me!"

The proprietress frowned slightly, her eyes fluttered, she glanced at Li Hao and the three of them maliciously, her gaze paused on Er Niu with fear, she immediately smiled and walked over cheerfully.

"My friend, Hot Pot City is a legitimate business, and it's wrong to beat people!" The proprietress sneered arrogantly with a hidden knife in her smile.

Li Hao frowned, feeling very relieved, the prodigal girls who ran away, why didn't the beggar king come out, what trouble did you run out!

Li Hao hasn't spoken yet, just about to stand up.

"Boom!" Er Niu slapped the table heavily, then stood up abruptly, his bull's eyes widened, his expression ferocious, and he roared furiously: "Ma Le, I can't stop eating hot pot, so I'll whip this grandson, What do you want?"

Er Niu is too tough, it's okay to sit there, but when he stands up, he can't hide his innate gangster spirit, no matter how much he is born, he is a gangster without makeup.

This guy is 1.9 meters tall and weighs [-] catties. He looks like a sturdy little giant. He is so strong that he is heinously strong, like a bear descending from the mountain.
This is also the reason why Erniu has repeatedly hit a wall in the workplace. This guy is not suitable for normal work, and he is born to kill the field.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

The proprietress's heart beat faster, she took three steps back in fear, her delicate body trembled, her pretty face was ugly, she looked at Er Niu in astonishment, listening to the thick northern accent and murderous aura, her brain thumped, and a slash With a thunderbolt, the three blood-red characters "Dragon Crossing the River" jumped out, and she laughed uglier than crying.

The proprietress was terrified, and was startled instantly. Facing the mighty and majestic Er Niu, she almost jumped out with caution, and glanced again. The sense of security of the four stunned people beside her disappeared, and the arrogance of domineering disappeared.

She smiled bluntly, bravely accompanied the smiling face, and said awkwardly: "Brother played well, my younger sister has long since seen him upset, this kid just owes it!"

As soon as he said something, the proprietress slapped the waiter's right cheek with her hands, and the figure in front of the waiter's eyes was shaking. Hitting the right cheek in the face is too bullying, how can you play like this?

"Miss Boss, you...!" the waiter said in astonishment.

"Shut up!" The proprietress said viciously, she hated the waiter to the core, you are so impatient, you dare to provoke a fierce cross-river dragon, you deserve a beating!
"This meal is free, don't bother the elder brother's meal, and the younger sister will leave!" The proprietress smiled all over her face, like an angry little daughter-in-law, like a frightened rabbit, she fled back to the back kitchen, and the four of them followed closely in a hurry. Disappear.

Li Hao couldn't laugh or cry, his face was getting darker and his nose was crooked, he pulled Er Niu to sit down, and said angrily: "Who told you to stand up and pretend to compare, scare away the prodigal girls, how can you find the king of beggars! The young master has been busy for a long time, and the busy work is in vain, it's too cheating!"

"Damn Er Niu, before Brother Hou said anything, you jumped out and pretended to be a comparison. Pretending to be a comparison is a technical job, not everyone can pretend to be good!" Hou Zi lowered his voice, forcibly held back his smile, and taught Er Niu in a strange manner.

(End of this chapter)