Super Working Man

This girl is Christina, whose Chinese name is song Qiuyue.

"Autumn moon."

Anne Carter, who was in charge of the cashier in the lobby, called out her daughter's name. Annie is a standard white beauty with blonde hair, blue eyes and a gentle smile. Although she is over 40, she is still very beautiful.

After living with her husband for more than 20 years, Anne has been able to speak fluent Chinese.

"Mommy." song Qiuyue flew to her mother like a light swallow. She held a notebook in her hand, which was specially responsible for recording the customer's menu. A layer of fine sweat seeped from her smooth forehead. In April, the temperature in New York was still hot, "Mommy, what's the matter?"

Annie smiled, took a wet towel, wiped the sweat on her daughter's forehead, and said with great concern: "don't worry, take your time, the guests will understand."

"Thank you, Mommy."

Song Qiuyue smiled and ran away happily.

In the back kitchen of Tang Song Hotel, a tall, strong, middle-aged man in Tang clothes was answering the phone with a happy look on his face: "... OK, I'll prepare an elegant room for you. When will you arrive? OK, OK, ha, I'll be unhappy if you don't come."

The middle-aged man is song Zhongyuan, the owner of the Tang and song hotels and the president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce in New York.

Song Qiuyue ran to the back kitchen and handed the menu collected in her hand to her father: "Dad, the menus on the 6th, 9th and 12th let the masters act quickly. The guests are waiting."

Song Zhongyuan hung up his cell phone, took the menu and said with a smile, "Qiuyue, I'll tell you a good news. Zhang long, they have arrived in New York."

"Dragon soul spy team!" song Qiuyue blurted out, and her face suddenly showed a surprised look.

"Shh -" Song Zhongyuan put his two fingers on his mouth, leaned in front of his daughter, and whispered, "keep your voice down. You can't let others know the dragon soul secret service."

Song Qiuyue nodded and lowered her voice: "Dad, is sister Xia here?"

"Of course. The dragon soul secret service is a collective action."

"Great, I can see sister Xia again. Dad, when will they arrive at our Tang and song hotel?"

"There's half an hour left. They haven't had lunch yet. Go upstairs and prepare an elegant room for them. I'll cook some signature dishes for them myself."

"OK."

Song Qiuyue promised and ran away happily.

Song Zhongyuan looked at his daughter's back and was very happy.

"Mommy, let me tell you a good news. Brother long and sister Xia have arrived in New York and will arrive at our hotel in half an hour." song Qiuxia ran to the cashier, reported the good news to her mother, and then ran to the second floor to prepare for the elegant room.

In addition to the staff accommodation on the second floor, there are several elegant rooms specially prepared for some special guests.

30 kilometers away, the consulate of the United States in New York.

Zhang long, long Qiuxia and others drove out of the consulate slowly in a Mercedes Benz business car.

Every time they go to New York, they eat and live in the consulate, which provides them with everything they need.

The driver is Zhao Hu, a member of the dragon soul team. Long Qiuxia sits in the co driver, followed by Zhang long and others.

Long Qiuxia took out her mobile phone and dialed song Qiuyue's phone with great interest.

Song Qiuyue is sorting out the elegant room. Seeing long Qiuxia's call, she quickly answers: "sister Xia."

"Autumn moon, we're in New York, you know."

"I see. My father just told me. Sister Xia, I'm preparing an elegant room for you now."

"Now I think of several signature dishes of the Tang and song restaurants. My mouth is watering, including double cooked meat, boiled fish, kung pao chicken, Mapo Tofu..."

"Cluck cluck... Sister Xia, my father knows you're coming. He cooks and cooks for you. They're all your favorite food."

"Hee hee, I knew uncle song would cook in person."

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On the street outside, several luxury cars drove to the door of the Tang and song hotels, and down came a dozen tall and strong men, one of whom was Daniel, wearing a suit and tie, but with a piece of white gauze on his forehead, which gave him some discount.

The guy held a delicate mahogany box in his hand, held his head high, raised his proud chin, and looked complacent.

The people next to him are no longer the old gangsters, but professional mercenaries sent by the Black Hawk company. They have cold faces and deep and sharp eyes. At first glance, they are people who often deal with death.

Daniel looked up at the big sign of the Tang Song hotel. His mouth tilted, showing a little proud sneer, took a big step and walked to the gate of the Tang Song hotel.

A dozen mercenaries rushed forward and followed him.

More than a dozen people walked into the gate. Annie, who was in charge of the front desk, saw them. She couldn't help tightening her heart. She said hello to the service girl next to her, walked out of the front desk and walked towards them.

"Hello, aunt Anne." Daniel smiled and said hello politely.

Annie remained calm and tried to restrain her anger: "Daniel, what are you doing here?"

"Aunt Anne, according to the customs of great China, I came to propose to miss Qiuyue." Daniel looked around and didn't see song Qiuyue's shadow. "Where's miss Qiuyue?"

"Daniel, my daughter won't like you. Don't you think you hate yourself when you come to pester her again and again?"

Daniel shrugged his shoulders with an indifferent expression: "I like miss Qiuyue. I pursue her. I think it's normal. I also know that there is a saying in Dahua that sincerity is the best, and gold and stone are the best. I believe that miss Qiuyue will be moved by my sincerity sooner or later."

"It's impossible for Qiuyue of our family to like you. Go back. While Qiuyue is not with her father at the moment, you can walk away. If they see you, you'll be beaten again."

"Aunt Anne, I must see Qiuyue. I've come to propose to her. I won't go until I see Qiuyue." Daniel said and shouted, "Qiuyue, Christina... Qiuyue, Christina..."

Annie is a woman. There is no way to take him.

Song Qiuyue had finished sorting out the elegant room upstairs. When she just went out, she heard Daniel's cry and frowned: "Daniel, this smelly man is coming again."

Song Qiuyue hurried downstairs.

Song Zhongyuan, who was busy in the back kitchen, also heard Daniel's cry. He put down his work and handed it over to the kitchen worker. He hurried outside.