Walking into this restaurant called the Celestial Empire Seafood Restaurant, he recognized him as soon as he entered the front desk of the restaurant, and then within five seconds, the manager of the restaurant appeared in front of him quickly, and he was a Celestial Empire beauty who was only in her 20s.

"Good evening, Mr. Devon Hill, I'm McGee Lee, the manager of this restaurant, it's a pleasure for you to dine at this restaurant, please come with me".

"Thank you, we can speak Chinese", William smiled and said directly in Chinese, but what he didn't expect was that there was no problem with his Chinese,

But the beautiful woman named McGee-Lee in front of her does not speak Chinese very well, and you don't need to think about it to know that she is the second or third generation of immigrants.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Devon Hill, I can, but I can say too little, I'm sorry," McGee replied in Chinese with a blush.

McGee's accent sounded a little twisted, but it was still understandable, so William didn't laugh or be upset.

It's good that the descendants of immigrants can speak and speak, but it's much better than those bananas who not only can't speak, but can't even listen.

"It's okay, let's go slow, it's just practice," William said with a smile, "By the way, can you cook authentic Chinese food? I'm not used to anything too sweet."

"Understood", McGee covered her mouth and laughed, the improved Chinese food in Lao Mei is basically sweet, "Don't worry, Mr. Devon Hill, as long as you want, even if you want to make eight dishes, we can make them for you,

However, I personally recommend that you choose Hui cuisine, because our chef's family tradition is Hui cuisine, and although other cuisines can be cooked, they are definitely not authentic Hui cuisine."

"Hui Cai? Is there any stinky mandarin fish? I ate it once, and it tasted very good, but it smelled a little special, which made me a little unforgettable and unthinkable."

"Haha", looking at William's greedy and somewhat unacceptable look, McGee couldn't help but laugh, "It's really special, but if you want to eat it, you have to wait for many days, you should know that it takes a lot of time to marinate it."

"Okay, let's pick your chef's specialty."

"No problem, please follow me".

took William all the way through the lobby, and came to a VIP room with the characteristics of the Celestial Empire but not big, and asked William to sit down.

McGee explained with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, Mr. Devon Hill, because of the customer audience, we have started to focus on seafood in the past two years, so if you want to eat authentic Hui cuisine, it may take some time to prepare."

"It's okay, I have time today," William said with a wave of his hand.

Hearing this, McGee breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and made tea for William, and after ten minutes, an old man knocked on the door and walked into the VIP room.

After introducing himself, he learned that the old man was McGee's grandfather and the founder of the restaurant, but he was old and no longer cooked by himself.

Talking to William about the Celestial Empire, and while talking, Master Li found that William really knew a lot about the Celestial Empire, and some things related to ancient times were actually clearer and clearer than he knew.

Although William had to think about these questions for a few seconds every time, even if he just memorized them, in the eyes of Master Li, they were very rare and powerful.

So the old man was in a very good mood now, and told McGee to tell the kitchen that he was going to cook for William himself, and then go to the kitchen after a few pleasantries.

.......

And pharmacologist Bernie Raposon thought that when he had the opportunity, he had already figured out how to do it in his mind, but the result was that not only could he not enter the back kitchen, but he could not even contact the waiter who served the food.

The entire back kitchen has now been occupied by an old man who looks very old, with four middle-aged chefs, not only driving the others out, but even taking care of the work of serving the dishes themselves.

Even the restaurant has hung up a sign that is full and does not accept guests, except for the guests who have already come in to eat.

According to the words of the old man Li, it is rare to have a foreigner who is not only the hereditary Grand Duke of England, but also so obsessed with the culture and food of the Celestial Empire, and is even more proficient in ancient culture.

Otherwise, how could Chinese speak better than some people in the Celestial Empire, and know more things than him, who is almost eighty.

Even they can understand their own words with a Huizhou accent, so they must not make the slightest mistake, lest foreigners laugh at their Li family's craftsmanship.

William would have snickered if he knew, there was a Sunday, and anything that could be found on the Internet could be reported to William in less than two seconds.

So the restaurant attaches so much importance to it, and pharmacologist Bernie Raposon can only watch the prepared dishes be sent into the VIP room by two middle-aged chefs, and McGee himself will deliver them to William.

And after just one glance, he was driven away, and if he didn't leave, the restaurant would call the police.

Indignantly, he walked out of the restaurant, stood on the street and couldn't help but scold, "I hate the rich guy who has been given special care when he walks there."

It didn't take long for Bernie Raposen to see five or six cars quickly parked on the side of the road in the restaurant, and a dozen or so paparazzi with cameras rushed out of the car and filmed themselves at the restaurant.

Frightened and unable to see the newspaper, he hurriedly turned around to avoid the camera and walked away quickly.

After walking dozens of steps, he suddenly saw that in the parking lot, William's Ford F150 pickup truck, which he knew at a glance was a modified Ford F150 pickup, rolled his eyes, thought about it, quickly returned to his car, and drove back to his home.

Grab the special equipment, quickly return to the parking lot outside the restaurant, park the car in front of William's car, open the trunk, and use the long rope with the camera function to reach into William's car.

He plans to put poison into the air conditioner of the Ford F150, so that as soon as he starts the car and turns on the air conditioner, the poison will automatically blow into the car.

It doesn't take a few minutes for William to be poisoned, and even if you're lucky, if the speed is very high, a car accident alone can kill William.

After taking a moment to deal with the poison and inevitably being photographed by the paparazzi, Bernie Raposon pressed his patience to go outside the restaurant, stared at William's intention to come out, and sat in his car with squinted eyes and waited.

The time unconsciously came to about half past nine in the evening, waiting left and right, waiting for nearly three hours, and I didn't see William come here to pick up the car.

This made Bernie Raposon, who had been chasing behind William for several days and had not found a chance to get off the phone, very anxious.

For fear that because of the paparazzi, William had quietly left through the other doors, and waited for more than twenty minutes after thinking about it.

"FK", Bernie, who couldn't wait any longer, pushed the car door, put on his hat, and walked towards the restaurant with his head down.

stared hatefully at the dozens of paparazzi outside the restaurant, if these guys weren't there, he would be as embarrassed as he is now.

But now the restaurant definitely can't get in, so I can only resist the urge to kill the paparazzi, pretend to be curious, and walk to the paparazzi, and ask if it is the celebrity who is being targeted by the paparazzi.

The paparazzi who was asked was probably just as anxious, so he ignored Bernie, and pushed him away when he was annoyed by the question, and he beat people up if he pestered him again.

But when a banknote with a hundred face values appeared in front of the paparazzi, the paparazzi snatched the banknote with a smile.