My harem is a bit big

The man dressed as a knight had a fierce look on his face and grabbed the clerk by the collar.

He secretly tried his best to lift the opponent.

However, he found that the ordinary-looking guy in front of him seemed to be extremely important at this moment.

"Well……"

The man suppressed his blush, but it didn't have any effect.

He could only let go of his hand angrily, and his momentum softened.

The guys here are not ordinary people.

Who is not a demon hunter who kills demons and licks blood from his knife?

He even wanted to laugh out loud when he saw his guest suffered a secret loss.

But at least I have received pre-job training, unless I can’t help it:

"Sir, I reminded you before ordering. Tai Chi pots are available in black and white and have a spicy taste. If you are not used to it, put the dishes in a white pot and scald them. Don't rely on me for this kind of thing."

When a person is angry, everything he hears feels directed at him.

The waiter's polite smile turned into a sneer in the man's eyes.

He felt ashamed and pointed at the white-haired woman next to him.

"Do you know who this lady is? She is a count..."

The white-haired woman was very shameless about her subordinate's behavior and scolded her face to face:

"That's enough, Arthur!"

uh-huh?

count?

Chen Duoyu narrowed his eyes, becoming interested.

Even if he didn't know much about foreign history, he still knew that the count was a high official.

Could this woman be the count's daughter?

Chen Duoyu hooked his fingers and came to the stairs.

After Su Nannan and Mengli came over, he lowered his voice and said:

"You guys go up first, and I'll talk to this foreigner."

Seeing the strange look on his wife's face, Chen Duoyu explained:

"What are you thinking? I approached this white-haired woman in order to infiltrate the foreigners and develop an intelligence backbone. Even if I starved to death, died outside, or jumped from the second floor to my death, I would never fall in love with her. You Do not worry."

Su Nannan quickly stepped forward and put her index finger against his mouth:

"Bah, bah, bah, don't talk about death. It's unlucky. Since Mr. Chen has said so, let's go up there."

After saying that, he took Mengli back to the private room on the second floor.

Chen Duoyu watched them go away and began to arrange his clothes.

Immediately he strode to the table and bowed very gentlemanly:

"Hello, beautiful lady, I am the owner of this hot pot restaurant. If you have had an unpleasant experience during your meal, I would like to express my most sincere apologies on behalf of all the staff. I just passed by here and saw that you were sweating a little. You may not be used to spicy tastes for the time being, that’s okay…”

He looked at Lao Dao beside him and ordered:

"Bring this beautiful lady two glasses of watermelon juice to relieve the spicy taste."

The latter was startled and quickly reacted:

"Ah, okay, Boss Chen, I'll get it right away."

The white-haired woman raised her head slightly and glanced at the handsome man in front of her.

Her moving eyes seemed to be delayed and stayed on Chen Duoyu's face for a long time.

It wasn't until the white-haired woman realized her mistake that she hurriedly looked away.

Use a series of actions such as wiping your mouth to cover up your inner embarrassment.

Not long after, Lao Dao brought watermelon juice.

Chen Duoyu took it and put it politely in front of the two tables:

"Beautiful lady, please use it slowly. If you have any dissatisfaction, I will handle it for you in time."

The white-haired woman did not dare to make eye contact and kept her head lowered.

Her voice was very low, completely losing the momentum of scolding her subordinates just now:

"Okay, thank you, thank you..."

With her gentle voice, she looked like a princess who had been pampered since childhood.

Chen Duoyu smiled, bowed, and retreated.

It would be very abrupt to sit down and talk to a white-haired girl now.

You need to retreat to advance, and then look for opportunities.

He came to the counter, patted the waiter on the shoulder and asked:

"How's it going, brother, did he hurt you just now?"

"Boss Chen, even though that guy is big, he's not very energetic. He's just tickling me."

"Hahaha, it's fine. When customers make trouble, remember not to be impulsive. The most they can do is vent their dissatisfaction and show off their temper. Once things get bigger, the sign and reputation of our store will be damaged. Although our hotpot There are no colleagues in the store, but there are a lot of greedy people. If you don’t pay, some people come here specifically to find trouble. Doing business now is no better than catching monsters before. At least in public, you should treat them well, and wait until you leave the store..."

Chen Duoyu deliberately made a long note at the end.

The guy laughed and showed a knowing smile:

"Don't worry, Boss Chen. The hot pot restaurant is everyone's shop, not mine alone. No matter how angry you are, you have to think about it for your brothers. If we encounter this situation again, we will definitely handle it properly."

After receiving assurance, Chen Duoyu would not extend the topic further.

He supported the counter with one hand, raised his chin, and looked at the table of the white-haired woman:

"There will be an empty table near them later, please arrange it for me."

Lao Dao stood beside him, looking a little surprised:

"No, Boss Chen, you are already two lovely wives..."

Chen Duoyu knew that they had mistaken ideas again and was quite speechless:

"What are you thinking about all day long? Didn't you hear what that man said? The white-haired woman has something to do with the count. If we can connect with foreigners, it will be beneficial to us. So, don't believe anything. Hearing is false and seeing is believing. Sometimes what you see with your own eyes may not be the truth. Don’t just look at the surface of things, learn to analyze the essence of things.”

Lao Dao didn't quite understand, but he still nodded in agreement:

"Yes, yes, that's what Boss Chen taught you."

Chen Duoyu knew that he was perfunctory and didn't bother to elaborate, so he went upstairs.

We will move to the hall for dinner later, but we can't bring our women with us.

Zhang Xiaoyi and Vacuum need to be called down as shields.

After he left, a diner sitting next to him suddenly said:

"Man, your boss is quite young. Which family in the city is he from?"

When Lao Dao saw the stranger, he smiled politely:

"Sir, I see you are not a local, are you?"

Chen Yufan was happy and asked:

"Does this have anything to do with being a local?"

"No, if you were a local, you would never ask such a question."

Chen Yufan became interested and directly asked:

"Friend, I am indeed from out of town. I know very little about this boss, why don't you... tell me about it."

Mentioning Chen Duoyu, Lao Dao couldn't hide his admiration in words:

"Even though our boss is young, good guy, he is very powerful."

"What a powerful method?"

"You start from scratch and earn tens of thousands of taels a month. Isn't that amazing?"

This legendary experience sounds like a fantasy.

Chen Yufan shook his head, obviously not convinced.

"Hey, sir, don't believe it."

Seeing the customer questioning, Lao Dao felt dissatisfied and gave a thumbs up:

"Our boss is a well-known big shot. The places you see in the city that are different from those outside are all due to him."

This sentence is obviously an exaggeration.

But Chen Yufan's interest was aroused, he cupped his fists and asked:

"I haven't given you any advice yet, your boss's name is..."

"Chen Duoyu."

……

097 I can’t help but feel depressed at first sight.

Chen Yufan checked and wrote down Chen Duoyu's name.

Lao Dao was fine now and threw a peanut into his mouth.

After stretching his muscles a little, he continued to introduce to him:

"In the north of the city before Wanguo City, monsters were rampant. The passing caravans were robbed and suffered heavy casualties. Boss Chen's family was brutally murdered when they went north. So they paid immortals to set up a trap to lure these weasel monsters. Go out and catch them all in one fell swoop. Before the news of the restoration of the northern trade route spread, he led us to purchase a large number of iron pots and fabrics."

Chen Yufan has lived in poverty for ten years, and now he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods.