Beloved of Bossy President

"Miss! Miss See Ling son Leng in there, female manager already can't remember oneself is several times to call her.

"Ah? Can I help you? " Ling'er finally pulls back her mind and looks at the manager standing beside you.

When she saw the girl in front of her, ling'er realized that the waiter who had just brought them in had already left.

"Mr. He will be here soon. Please sit down first." The manager gave her a sweet smile and motioned her to return to long Chuhan.

"All right."

Ling'er glanced at long Chuhan and realized what he had done just now. Two cheeks were flushed unconsciously.

He quickly bypasses Suota's dining table and sits down beside long Chuhan, covering up his awkwardness with a shallow cough.

"Mr. long, Mr. He has arrived downstairs. Can we start serving?" Chong Long Chu Han nodded respectfully. The manager asked with a smile.

"Come on." Throwing out two words, long Chuhan grabs the newspaper and looks at it slowly.

The manager answered and quickly went out. It seemed that he was going to order the people below to serve food here.

It is to see long Chu Han a pair of leisurely appearance, work properly son unavoidably a bit curious.

It must not be a simple customer to have a meal in such an advanced place.

However, long Chuhan's performance is too casual now. He even has the heart to read the newspaper.

"Uncle Chu Han, tell me in advance that I really don't know how to drink. Can I not drink later?"

Just now the manager said that Mr. He had already arrived downstairs and he would be here soon.

At this time, if ling'er doesn't make it clear to long Chuhan that she really wants to drink, what should she do?

"I won't, but I can't guarantee customers."

What? If you say that, it's nothing.

Listen to him so a say, work properly son in the mind immediately don't like.

I want to say something, but the door of the box has been pushed open from the outside.

"Mr. He, please come inside. Mr. long is waiting."

With the manager's voice, ling'er's eyes are unconsciously attracted to the past.

A short, stout, middle-aged man in his forties, with a gold necklace as thick as a chain around his neck.

At first glance, ling'er thought he saw the boss of the underworld.

What ling'er didn't expect was that he was hugging the manager now, and even looked like a thief.

"Mimi, since we are all here, why don't you come in and accompany us? Where do you want to go in such a hurry?"

Compared with men's excitement, the manager obviously has a less emotional expression.

"Mr. He, take your time talking with Mr. long. There are so many guests here tonight that I have to go and greet them well."

"What? In your case, brother long and I are not your guests, are we? "

The man let go of the manager and hummed heavily. The smile on his face just now dissipated.

"No, Mr. He, you misunderstood me. I didn't mean that. I just..."

"Mr. He is here. Why hasn't the dish been served yet? Don't go down and have a look. "

Just as ling'er was sweating for the manager, long Chuhan's voice, like timely rain, suddenly sounded in the quiet box.

"Yes, Mr. long. I'm going to prepare right now. Mr. He, please wait a moment."

Knowing that long Chuhan is helping himself out, how can the manager miss such a good opportunity.

He smiles at the man. When he looks at long Chuhan, he immediately exits the box.