Ye Qinling's whip is waving like a tiger, and the whip after whip is about to greet the waiter.

However, every whip fell to the ground.

It seems that the waiters in fumantang are different from those in ordinary stores in terms of clothing and appellation, but in fact, everyone has unique skills, and they all retired from Han Yelin's hands.

Han Yelin has a lot of people under his command. As long as he has a mission, there will be casualties.

It's OK to say that the injury is light, but if it's serious, you can't go out again.

The ones who are more selective in appearance can't meet the requirements.

What seems to be hidden under the ordinary working clothes of the waiters is a strong and powerful muscle, which is the trace of life and death under Han Yelin's hands before.

The waiters are at this level, let alone be in charge of these waiters.

At present, only one person in charge can make ye Qinling's whip useless, and other waiters don't have to start at all.

Ye Qinling, a young lady of gold, even though she likes to practice martial arts since childhood, she has never really competed with others. How can she be the opponent of those who have lived and died before.

Except for the ones that fell on the bottom, the rest of her whip was blocked by the steward.

The man in charge still had a smile on his face. On the surface, he didn't see any displeasure. He made a gesture of please:

"Miss ye, please leave!"

Ye Qinling didn't expect that a small steward of a restaurant could connect her own whip.

she was stunned and waved several times without believing in evil. She was blocked by the steward. Then she had to admit that her proud martial arts could not even be compared with a small steward.

She looks at this to be in charge of for a long time, coldly way: "who are you after all?"

The steward is still that light smile: "I am the steward of fumantang, Miss ye, please leave."

"Let me go? Do you know who I am? " Ye Qinling's angry way.

"Miss ye, our boss has said that whoever comes to the restaurant for dinner is welcome. However, those who come to our store to fight and cause trouble will not be entertained. Miss ye, please."

The steward is still smiling, is still that asks her to go out the posture.

At the moment, in the main hall of the restaurant, so many people looked at her, but she was going to be driven out. Ye Qinling felt ashamed and flustered on her face. She didn't want to say anything and left in such a mess.

She is Ye Qinling, the prime minister's daughter, no matter when she can't be in a mess.

She glared at the matter and sneered, "are you bullying me? When did you have this rule? How can I not know? "

Just as she was talking, Su Hongshan just wrote the new rules and was commanding the waiters to hang them in the most conspicuous position that they could see when they entered the store.

As soon as the steward turned around, he pointed to Ye Qinling and read it out directly:

"Miss ye, please look at our new rules. Anyone who looks for trouble or fights in our shop is no longer welcome."

Many people have also seen the new rules. Some people think that the rules are good. They come to the restaurant to eat and naturally don't want to be disturbed.

However, more people suspect that a small restaurant is just saying such things with such a big voice. In case of a fight in the shop, will they dare to offend others?

A lot of people who are eating are talking in a low voice, but none of them are raising doubts about it.

As soon as ye Qinling turns her head, she sees that Su Hongshan is directing the waiter to hang up the handwriting that has just been written. She immediately widens her eyes and points at her in disbelief. Then she looks at the steward and laughs at her:

in a burst of laughte

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