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Chen Hao smiled, the owner of this restaurant is quite going to happen, and the first impression is not bad.

"My dear Pu Jun, dare to ask the boss your name?" Boss Pu handed his business card up with both hands.

With Chen Hao's strength, this kind of small restaurant owner can ignore it, but he still takes the business card in an approachable way and says, "My name is Chen."

"Oh, Boss Chen, I will entertain guests or taste delicious food from now on. Welcome to our shop and give you a discount."

This Pu Jun also knew how to advance and retreat. After saying hello, he took the people out to avoid disgust, as long as he left an impression and saw it later, it was easy to talk.

Chen Hao and Zhou Xitong tasted this plate of yellow croaker, the taste was not bad, the wild fish was fresh and tender.

A total of six plates of yellow croaker were made, and the rest were also served in batches, including steamed yellow croaker, fish jelly, etc. The flavor was unique and you can taste it.

"Well, it's delicious."

Zhou Xitong also expressed her love. It was the first time that she ate this wild yellow croaker, and the taste was indeed different from the farmed one.

Ever since, the focus of this meal became a yellow croaker feast, and I was very happy.

There were five yellow croaker feasts before, but the two of them were already full. In order to taste the last yellow croaker noodles, Zhou Xitong specially saved a bit of it and prepared to taste this delicacy again.

But when the waitress was carrying yellow croaker noodles to serve, she almost ran into a drunk man in the hallway.

"Be careful, sir!"

The waitress took the initiative to move away, and the drunk cursed, "You are so blind!"

The waitress frowned, but they had rules not to quarrel with customers, and to greet rude customers with a smile and say "I'm sorry".

The drunk glanced with his dimly drunk eyes, and suddenly found that the two bowls of delicate noodles the waitress was holding were made of yellow croaker. He immediately asked displeasedly: "Didn’t your store say that there is no yellow croaker? How can someone else do it? Order yellow croaker noodles?"

It turns out that this drunk is the one who ordered yellow croaker before.

"Sir, it's the last yellow croaker. When you ordered, it happened to be ordered away." The waitress explained.

"Fart, you obviously didn't give it to me on purpose. Why are you afraid that I can't afford to pay?"

The drunk was reluctant, pressing hard every step of the way, and frightened the waitress into the corner.

"Sir, don't do that."

The waitress was frightened, but she tried her best to maintain the balance of the tray and didn't want to let the two bowls of noodles hit. This is the boss's emphatically instructing that the yellow croaker noodles given to the guests in Box 7 should not be lost.

"Yes, I haven't tasted yellow croaker noodles yet. No one else is qualified to taste it!"

As a result, the drunk directly grabbed the two bowls of noodles. His thumbs were soaked in the soup. Even if the noodles were to come back, they could not be given to the distinguished guests. The waitresses were almost crying. I have never encountered such an unreasonable customer.

The drunk man named Lao Ba walked into the box 9 next to him face to face. It turned out that he was a guest in this house.

The waitress hurried to report to the lobby manager and let him handle it.

After a while, Chen Hao in the box did not wait for the yellow croaker noodles promised by the shop, but heard the noise outside, and the sound of women screaming and throwing plates. It seemed that there was a fight outside.

Chen Hao frowned. He and Zhou Xitong were enjoying the dinner happily, but the good atmosphere was destroyed.

This matter had nothing to do with them. It passed after thinking and forbearing, but the outside became more and more noisy, and a man shouted: "Is it, don’t you know the name of my eighth master? Dare to come and chirp in front of me, believe it or not, you smashed your shop today!"

When Chen Hao heard it, it was no wonder that the yellow croaker noodles mentioned before had not come up until now, it turned out to be the cause of the conflict outside.

They couldn't eat normally anyway, so Chen Hao asked Zhou Xitong to wait a while before he went out to have a look.

"me and you togather."

Zhou Xitong also picked up her bag and got up. Now that she was full, she walked out of the box together to see what was going on outside.

There were already a lot of people gathered in the corridor outside. There were more than a dozen male guests in Box 9 who were pushing and beating hotel employees. The waitress was pulling a rack by the side and was pushed away by the male customer.

The waitress leaned back, she was about to fall down on the back of her head. When she was screaming in fright, she suddenly felt light behind her, and she was lifted up. Looking back, she turned out to be the No. 7 box she had served before. Of guests.

"Thank you boss." The waitress said in shock.

"What the hell is going on?" Chen Hao asked.

"They snatched the yellow croaker noodles that were meant to be given to you, and our foreman went to them to explain the situation, and they were beaten.

The waitress told the story briefly.

It’s just two bowls of noodles. As Chen Hao and Zhou Xitong, it really doesn’t matter whether they eat it or not.

But the diners in this box 9 have big belly and fat waist. They are typically over-nutrient. They don't seem to be starving.

In other words, this Akita private kitchen restaurant is not low-grade, with a per capita consumption of more than 2,000. It is definitely not the poor who can come here to eat. Then the thing that can do it is not to be hungry, but to do it!

For people who like to be demon, Chen Hao has never been used to it.

During this meeting, two hotel security guards came up to warn the troubled diners, and then the drunk man named Lao Ba had a bottle of wine on his head. The bottle broke, and the security guard’s forehead was dripping with blood. On the ground.

It hurts people by shooting, it's lawless!

However, it was not over yet, the fragments of the wine bottle splashed to Zhou Xitong's side, leaving a small scratch on her red Chanel leather boots.

Chen Hao couldn't bear this anymore. These people were playing cruelly after drinking some wine, and even when they got to Zhou Xitong's side, he walked over.

Ba, the drunkest drunkard, changed his hands and beat the foreman again, smashing other people's hair against the wall, and other people kicking with flying feet, arrogantly boundless.

The more he fought, the more fierce he was, he picked up another bottle and threw it at the head of the foreman.

"Help!"

The waitress on the side was frightened, screaming and shouting, but everyone was terrified by the vicious group of guests, no one dared to go up and stop.

"It's over!"

The foreman's heart was gloomy, he couldn't resist, he could only protect his head and prepare to endure it. Today is really his unlucky day.

However, the imaginary pain did not come. The foreman opened his eyes and saw that it turned out that it was the noble guest in Box 7 who grabbed the drunk man by the wrist, and the wine bottle did not hit him.

"How old are you, dare to stop me!"

Old Ba immediately became furious and tried to break away from his wrist. However, Chen Hao grasped his hand but didn't move. He and Chen Hao's strength were too far apart. He was using both hands together, and neither could break Chen Hao's arm.