Four Emperors? Laozi Hacked Fifty-Six!

Obviously, these guests regard Sig as one of the few adjustments.

"What's the matter? Sanji, is someone here to ask for trouble?" A burly man with an apron and a chef's hat on his head came out from the back kitchen.

The appearance of this big man gave little Sanji courage. Although he was still a little afraid of Sig exuding a dangerous aura, his appearance was much calmer than before.

"The thing is like this..." Xiao Shanzhi walked to the side of the big chef, and told everything that happened just now.

"Well, I see." The big man nodded, then stepped forward two steps to stand in front of Sig, and said with a ferocious expression: "I'm sorry, sir, you are not welcome in Bharati Restaurant Guests, please leave."

"Heh, it's up to you if you want to drive me away." Sig said in a disdainful tone, as if he didn't pay attention to the oppressive strong man in front of him at all.

"Hey, looking at the customers, you mean to come to our restaurant to make trouble. For customers like you who come to make trouble, the consistent purpose of our restaurant is..."

"Snapped."

The strong man's voice stopped abruptly, because just now, Sig took out a gold bar from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

"Stop talking nonsense, sir, I have plenty of money, what kind of broken rules do you have, change them for me!"

Sig's words were still arrogant, but perhaps because of the gold bars, the strong man was surprisingly not angry.

Staring at the gold bars that Sig slapped on the table, the strong man looked embarrassed: "I'm really sorry, although you are rich as a customer, Bharati Restaurant has its own rules. If you still make a lot of noise, I will still stick to it." Please get out."

"Shit, there are no such rules. In my opinion, it's just that the money is not enough. I have to eat here today. Hurry up and bring me your special dishes here, sir. I'll pay double today." Sig waved his hand with an inhuman look.

"Guest, this is not Bailey's problem." The brawny chef still insisted on the principles of the Balati restaurant.

"Bring me your most expensive wine, and rinse your mouth with 10 bottles first." Ignoring the brawny chef completely, Sig sat down on his butt and put his feet back on.

"Good guest, please wait a moment, the drink you ordered will arrive soon." The strong chef bowed, and his attitude changed 360 degrees.

After that, he ran into the back kitchen in a flash, and walked over with 10 bottles of red wine after a while.

"What, it's over."

"It turned out to be a rich bumpkin, cut, what a disappointment."

A voice of dissatisfaction sounded.

Obviously, they didn't see what they expected to happen. These people were very disappointed, and they turned around one by one, losing interest in this place.

"Guest, here are your ten bottles of Miggio red wine, please use it slowly," the burly chef bowed slightly, with a very good service attitude.

The little Sanji on the side pouted, looking unhappy, but, as a waiter in this restaurant, he was obviously not qualified to speak on this matter.

Little Sanji turned around and wanted to leave, but Sig obviously didn't intend to just let him go.

"Wait, that arrogant brat, come here, I want you to serve me personally." Sig smiled triumphantly, with arrogance written all over his face.

Little Sanji turned around again, looking at Sig's whole little face was flushed.

"Um, this guest, if Sanji offended him in any way, I'm here to apologize to you on his behalf. Can you forgive him this time for the sake of him being a child?"

It was the same strong chef, at the moment he was standing by the table with a smile on his face and apologizing to Sig.

However, no actual compensation was mentioned at all.

"Forgive him, okay, then let him stand by and serve me until I finish eating, then I forgive him." Sig still didn't let go.

"This..." The brawny chef was terribly confused.

If the person in front of Sig is an ordinary waiter, then without further ado, just let him apologize for Sig, and then concentrate on serving at the side.

But little Sanji is different, that is the existence that their boss regards as his own son!

Although their boss has no preference for Sanji on the surface, but after getting along for a long time, these employees can still feel it.

"You are too an eyesore here, hurry up and get that brat to come over and serve me, I will pay four times the Bailey." Sig waved his hand impatiently.

"Follow your will, honored guest." Without any hesitation, the burly chef bowed again.

What? You say Sanji is different? What's different, are they all employees on this ship? As long as the employees are obliged to serve the customers, let alone the boss's own son, even if Sanji is the boss's own father, under the trend of 4 times the money, he must serve the customers comfortably.

"10 bottles of Migio Land, 4 times the price, my God, guys, give me all your best, and dedicate the best food to our most respected guests."

After the brawny chef returned to the back kitchen, cheers resounded in the back kitchen.

In the restaurant, listening to the cheers from the chef, Sig raised his mouth slightly, and looked at the 10 bottles of the so-called Mizio Dadi red wine.

Cheer as much as you want now, I'm afraid you'll have to cry when I'm done eating.

But before that, he wanted to let a certain future little pornographic critic experience the dangers of society.

"What are you looking at, little ghost, hurry up and come over to serve me."

Sig yelled at Sanji with an arrogant face.

Creak!

Little Sanji gritted his teeth and glared at Sig viciously, but in the end he succumbed and came to Sig, suppressed his anger, bowed and saluted, and said: "Your honor, I hate guests, and I, Sanji, will do it for you next time." Service, I hope that you will not be choked to death during the next meal."

Sig's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Sanji with more playfulness again.

What a good boy, this little mouth is as if smeared with honey.

And this expression and a certain little green algae head, oh, no, it should be carved out of the same mold as a certain little bald man.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of a wooden stick hitting the empty gun floor sounded from far and near.

Sig rolled his eyes slightly, and saw a disabled strong man with blond hair, blond beard, and wearing a chef's top hat walked into the restaurant from the back kitchen.

However, after the disabled strong man came out, he didn't walk towards their table, but walked to the bar of the restaurant on his own.

It looked like he didn't care about what happened here at all.

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