The old ancestor became the favorite of the five brothers

Chapter 171 Food Poisoning
A few people talked and laughed and walked into the restaurant, and the manager personally helped them serve the food.

"Mr. Mu, the dishes here are ready. I'll be at the door. Just call me if you need anything."

Mu Ranran waved at him: "I don't have anything to do here, you go and get busy."

"Okay okay."

The restaurant manager smiled at several people, then walked out of the private room nodding and bowing.

Liu Lei put a piece of duck meat on Zhang Xiaomei's dinner plate: "Xiaomei, try this, it tastes good."

Zhang Xiaomei's cheeks were slightly red: "Everyone hasn't moved their chopsticks yet."

Liu Lei turned his head to look at Mu Ranran and smiled, and Mu Ranran raised the corners of his mouth when he saw his happy appearance: "It's okay, there are not so many rules between us, just be happy."

Liu Lei reconsidered: "Yes, yes, our eldest sister doesn't have so many things to do, hehe..."

Gu Rongsen also picked up the dish closest to him and put it on Mu Ranran's dinner plate.

Mu Ranran turned her head to look at him, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Mu Tingmiao couldn't help curling her lips: "You two, what are you doing, are you not letting me live with Nuannuan?"

Mu Ranran smiled: "You can also show it."

Mu Tingmiao rolled her big eyes: "And~ I don't want it!"

Su Nuannuan, who was sitting next to Muranran, lowered her head, her smile froze on her face, and she didn't raise her head for a long time.

After a while, there was a loud noise outside.

After listening to it for a while, Mu Ranran frowned, stood up, and walked outside.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a man holding a mobile phone in his hand, making noise as he walked.

"Everyone is optimistic, this is the restaurant, the famous five-star restaurant, Ronghu Restaurant! My brother is still lying on the ground. I seriously suspect that the temperature rise of their restaurant is not up to standard. Now I will take everyone to their restaurant. Check out the kitchen!!!”

The man was filled with righteous indignation, and the manager of the restaurant followed him all the time, asking him to interrupt the live broadcast.

"Hi sir, we can sit down and chat if we have any questions, but please put down your phone first, and don't make loud noises, as this will affect other people's dining experience."

It's okay if the manager didn't say it, but this made the man even more rampant.

"What kind of dining experience is affected! There is a problem with your dishes!"

While talking, he walked to the table of the people who were having dinner: "How dare you eat it! My brother is already lying on the floor after eating his food, how dare you eat it!"

Everyone looked at him and began to discuss in low voices: "Ronghu Restaurant has been open in the capital for decades, and I have never heard of any problems."

"That's right, the ingredients look quite fresh, so why is there a problem?"

"The taste of my food is not bad, are you mistaken, don't make noise here, don't affect our meal!"

"........."

The man was not in a hurry: "As a food anchor with more than 30 fans, am I not as sensitive to food as you amateurs?"

He looked at his phone and shouted to the 'fans' in the live broadcast room: "My family, you must help me report the Ronghu Restaurant with your real name. The ingredients here are not fresh at all, not necessarily because of what has been added..."

Before he could finish speaking, the mobile phone in his hand was suddenly snatched away.

Mu Ranran held the man's cell phone and looked at the man's provocative eyes without any fear.

The restaurant manager hurriedly walked behind Mu Ranran: "Mr. Mu, this gentleman and another gentleman came in after you came in. Not long after the dishes were served, one of the gentlemen lay on the ground and couldn't get up. Then He turned on his mobile phone and started a live broadcast, saying that there was something wrong with our dishes."

After hearing what the manager said, Mu Ranran couldn't help but smile, but her smile made the man standing in front of her suddenly irritable, and she reached out to snatch the phone from Mu Ranran's hand, but she dodged it directly .

The man looked at her angrily: "What are you doing? Don't spoil Lao Tzu's good deeds here, and return my phone to me quickly. Let me tell you, I have 30 fans, and every one of my fans can spit on you. drown!"

But Mu Ranran picked up his mobile phone and looked at it. The first time he saw himself in the mobile phone, Mu Ranran almost passed out.

The eyes are as big as apples, the chin is as sharp as an awl, and the skin is white as if covered with white ash.

What a beauty it is! ! !

Mu Ranran turned off the beauty face casually, and when the people in the live broadcast room saw Mu Ranran, they immediately turned against each other.

【I go!Isn't this my Muye! 】

[Master Mu, why don't you start the live broadcast, I've been waiting for you for a long time! 】

【Master Mu, I miss you so much! 】

【This **** is actually arguing with Lord Mu!Unoff Unoff! 】

【exactly!Cancel! 】

In an instant, the man's account dropped from 30 fans to tens of thousands.

[Family, report him! 】

[Report him! 】

Two seconds later, the live broadcast room was banned for one year due to too many reports.

Mu Ranran threw back the mobile phone in her hand, took out a wet tissue from the table next to her, and wiped her hands well.

The man saw that his live broadcast room was banned, and his whole face became distorted.

"You bitch! What did you do to my studio?"

Mu Ranran shrugged her shoulders in doubt: "Didn't you see it, I just took a look and didn't even say a word."

"You must have scared my fans!"

This time Mu Ranran hadn't spoken yet, Mu Tingmiao who was standing behind her smiled first: "Did you just say how many fans you have?"

The man looked at Mu Tingmiao and raised his head proudly: "30!"

Mu Tingmiao rolled his eyes at him: "30 is why you are so floating?"

The man smiled: "Then how much do you have?"

Mu Tingmiao waved his hand: "I don't have many, Liu Lei, can you help me see how many fans Ran Ran's live broadcast ID has?"

Liu Lei: "Brother, I just watched it, not many, only about [-] million."

The man's pupils dilated in a circle, but in the next second he held his stomach and laughed: "How much? Eighty thousand? Are you thinking of farting? Hahaha... I laughed so hard, it's still eight thousand... Ten thousand……"

The man looked at Liu Lei's mobile phone screen. The account called Mu Ranran obviously didn't have a single work in it, but the number of fans actually had more than 8000 million.

Mu Ranran looked at him: "You just said that your brother ate the food in our restaurant and lay down on the ground."

The man restrained his surprised expression and looked at her: "Yes! So I seriously suspect that your restaurant is tricky. Although we all know that Ronghu Restaurant has been open for many years, that was the previous manager, and now it is you. Who knows if you have done some conscientious things in order to earn black-hearted money!"

(End of this chapter)