The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"Who is your fiance?" Luo Li whispered to Gu Lingling, "it's awesome."

The car is awesome. There is a perennial box here. It's so sneaky.

"Nothing more. This box is actually his friend's." Gu Lingling touched her head and whispered.

Lori nodded, "Oh, that's awesome."

With that, he waved to the waiter and began to order consciously.

In the hall.

No one has spoken since the manager's words fell.

In this era, eating a hot pot may not be bad for money, but if you pack a box all year round, it is not bad for money.

That's really rich.

The middle-aged woman found out later that she was provoking someone.

Yang Yunhai said to her, "OK, you're fine. I remember you."

Maybe now she doesn't know what Yang Yunhai means by saying this sentence. They will know it a month later.

Regret it?

It must be repentance.

It's just that at this time, she really has no regrets at all, but she will feel embarrassed. Can she not be embarrassed after being beaten in the face all day?

"Let's go." The middle-aged woman led her daughter and several others said, "I don't believe that you are the only hotpot restaurant in such a big Kyoto."

Of course, there are several hotpot restaurants in Kyoto, but they have many delicious varieties.

"Wait."

At this time, the manager answered the phone and stopped them.

"What else?" The middle-aged woman said with an ugly face, "now even if we are invited to eat again, we won't go."

Who hasn't lost his temper yet.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood." The manager said with a smile on his face, "just to tell you, don't come to our hot pot restaurant for dinner in the future."

"Why?" Zhang Xiaoman asked.

"Because our boss said that you will not be welcome in our store in the future." The manager said with a smile on his face.

What is a slap in the face?

It turned out that those were nothing before. This was called slapping, slapping, slapping.

Not only is Zhang Xiaoman's mother's face red and swollen, but even the people with Zhang Xiaoman feel the pain of being beaten.

"You... Are simply fooling people too much." Said a man with Zhang Xiaoman.

Just now, in order to maintain his personal appearance, he has never opened his mouth, but now if he doesn't say anything, he will be kicked out, and this face will be thrown in.

"Do you know who I am?" The man pointed to the manager's nose and said, "my name is Li Qiao, and my father is Li Gang."

Who is Ligang?

I don't know. Kyoto hasn't heard of such a person yet.

Angry with the manager's indifference, Li Qiao said angrily, "wait for me, and I will let my father shut you down."

In this Kyoto, few people dare to say so boldly that they want to close their stores, "OK, I'll wait."

Hehe

The manager smiled unkindly.

Even those people of the crown prince party dare not talk like this.

"You... You just..." I don't know what to do!

Li Qiao's last cruel words were interrupted by the manager before they were released. "By the way, every store with this logo in Kyoto has been refused service."

The manager pointed to the sign on the shop sign and said.