Super mall system

Chapter 61 Yang Wei's Provocation

By the way, he went to a women's clothing store on the way to buy a woman's clothing for Mrs. Liu, and Zhao Hao drove to Biyuan Pavilion.

"You have to remember, don't call me Mr. Gong or anything after entering inside, you have to remember, I am your cousin, you can only call me cousin." In order not to have any accidents, Zhao Hao educated Mrs. Liu in the car.

"Cousin?" Mrs. Liu was injected with the knowledge of modern people, but she knew what her cousin represented, so she nodded solemnly, "I understand, Mr. Xiang."

"Okay, if you call me my husband again, I'll keep you here and won't let you in."

"Cousin."

"good."

Only then did Zhao Hao feel relieved, and walked in with Mrs. Liu.

According to the private room number given by Shen Mengyuan, Zhao Hao walked in.

There were three people inside, one man and two women, except for Shen Mengyuan who looked like a couple.

"Come here, let me introduce you. This is my best friend Yang Si, this is his boyfriend Yang Wei, and this is my good friend at school and also my great benefactor, Zhao Hao."

Shen Mengyuan stood up first and introduced her. When she saw Mrs. Liu behind Zhao Hao, she couldn't help frowning, and there was a trace of sadness in her eyes.

"Ah, this is my cousin Liu Nianzi. My mother asked me to take her to play for a while. It's not because you called, so I hurried over."

Zhao Hao was quick-witted and came to his senses. As for Mrs. Liu's name, Zhao Hao didn't know, so he had to give full play to his nonsense ability to give one.

"Oh, that's it, sit down." Shen Mengyuan smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

"Hello, Zhao Hao, I'm Yang Wei, Mengyuan's girlfriend and boyfriend. I'm studying for a master's degree at the Australian National University. My family owns a three-star hotel in this city. If you need anything, you can come to me." Wei got up and stretched out his hand towards Zhao Hao.

"Yang Wei, what a good name." Zhao Hao sneered in his heart.

This person looked hospitable, but his eyes couldn't escape Zhao Hao's eyes.

He looks down on himself.

It can even be said to be disgusting.

That look was like looking at a rival in love.

"No, rival in love?" Only then did Zhao Hao notice that the kid named Yang Wei seemed to be shaking hands with him, but his eyes drifted to Shen Mengyuan from time to time.

"Wori, I really dared to take the courage of the ambitious leopard, and I dare to fight with my wife's ideas."

Although he was angry, Yang Wei didn't go too far. With a dry laugh, Zhao Hong got up and held Yang Wei's hand.

"Sure enough."

As soon as they shook hands, Zhao Hao felt the increasing strength in the opponent's hand.

"Mr. Zhao, hello." Yang Wei nodded towards Zhao Hao with a half-smile, and the provocation in his eyes was quite strong.

"Okay, I just don't know if you are okay, Viagra."

Only then did Zhao Hao deeply understand what it means to fight with an ax in class, and to use a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

Showing a kind smile, Zhao Hao sent Yang Wei's hand suddenly, and then let go of Yang Wei's hand.

"Ah." Yang Wei's complexion turned purple, the veins in his left hand popped out, and he cried out in pain.

"What's the matter, Awei?" Yang Si asked anxiously.

"It's nothing, I just feel that everyone is here, so it's time for the food to be served."

Yang Wei laughed awkwardly, and quickly withdrew his hands in his sleeves, trembling non-stop.

"Huh. This guy who wears a famous brand on the outside and clothes on the inside are all street goods is really a farmer pretending to be rich. Otherwise, how could he have such great strength? I really don't know how a peerless beauty like Shen Mengyuan fell in love with him. "

"Yeah." Feeling someone staring at him, Zhao Hao turned his head.

"The waiter serves." Yang Wei was watched by Zhao Hao, his right hand trembled unconsciously, so he had to call the waiter to divert his attention.

"Come here, everyone, have a good taste. This is the legendary five-spice cake. It has always been famous in the history of our country."

After finishing speaking, there was a weird smile on the corner of Yang Wei's mouth, and he said strangely, "Brother Zhao must have never eaten it, you must try it."

"Let me try it for my cousin."

Lady Liu took a piece of pastry and tasted it carefully.

"Woo, this pastry is not delicious."

Before eating for three seconds, Mrs. Liu spat out the five-spice cake with a bitter face.

"The glutinous rice was steamed at the wrong temperature, and the amount of ginseng was not well controlled. All in all, it can only be regarded as average, definitely not the best."

"What, Brother Zhao's cousin, you don't dare to talk nonsense. The Biyuan Pavilion here is the most famous restaurant in Qingyuan City. You haven't eaten this five-spice cake before, so don't dare to talk nonsense."

Yang Wei's tone of voice was polite, but the meaning of those words could not be clearer.

The underlying meaning is, "You are poor, and you have never eaten, so don't come to compare."

"Brother Viagra, according to what you said, do you understand this five-spice cake? I didn't expect that, Brother Viagra, you also have a lot of knowledge in making pastries."

Hearing Yang Wei sneering at himself and Mrs. Liu, Zhao Hao suddenly became unhappy.

It's funny, Mrs. Liu can be ranked No.6 in the entire history of Huaguo, so if it's not delicious, it can be fake, and dare to question the strength of a generation of kitchen gods.

"Hehe, I only know how to eat. How can I do a job like cooking? Wouldn't that be too low-level." Yang Wei sneered.

"I'm sorry, sir, each has its own profession, and each has its own choice. May I ask how low-level I am?"

The chef of Biyuan Pavilion hurried over after learning that someone said that the pastries he made were not delicious. He didn't expect to hear someone scolding the chef industry when he came here, and his face immediately turned cold.

"I'm sorry, I didn't say you're low-level. Chef, you must have heard it wrong." Because this is Biyuan Pavilion, the boss here has a lot of power behind him, and Yang Wei didn't dare to go too far, but in his eyes The deep disdain was not concealed in the slightest.

"Are you here to make trouble? Our Biyuan Pavilion is not afraid of you." The chef was very unhappy with Yang Wei's attitude.

"Humph."

Seeing the chef in front of him looking murderous, and holding a small cooking knife in his hand, Yang Wei, as his name suggests, flaccid, turned his head away and stopped talking.

"I'm sorry, chef, we have nothing to do, so I'm bothering you." Shen Mengyuan, who was the party to treat the guests, was afraid of making the atmosphere too stiff, so she said with a smile.

"Yeah, take it easy."

The chef nodded, turned and left.

But at the moment when he turned around, he happened to see the five-spice cake that Mrs. Liu spat out.

"Excuse me, does this person think that my cooking is not delicious?" The chef asked loudly, and there was already a slight anger in his voice.

As a well-known celebrity chef in Xijiang Province, he simply cannot tolerate his food being treated like this.

(End of this chapter)