Back in Los Angeles, John had a night's rest and drove to the famous Melrose Avenue in West Hollywood the next day.

Parking the car, he led KA and the others through the green belt on the side of the road and into a French restaurant called Vickers.

Since it was not yet the noon meal rush, there were not many people in the restaurant, so after entering the restaurant, he found a window seat and sat down, and KA and others stood behind him to protect.

The restaurant manager, Cross, saw someone coming in, walked over with the menu, and when he walked in, he found that it was John, so he smiled slightly. "Hello, Director Chris Deng, welcome to Vickers Restaurant. ”

As the manager of a famous restaurant in West Hollywood, Cross knows many film and television stars and directors, and the opening ceremony of "Forrest Gump" has also made John a director who is currently very popular in Hollywood.

"Sir, what do you want to eat?" Cross handed John the menu with both hands.

John took the menu, flipped it open at random, looked at it, closed it up, and handed it back to Cross. "A bottle of '89 Patrid, a filet mignon and fully cooked. ”

Cross took the menu, and when he heard that John was going to cook the steak, he paused, and then looked at John and said kindly. "Director Chris Deng, I'm sorry that our chef doesn't cook fully cooked filet mignon. ”

If it weren't for the fact that John was a famous director, Cross was already rushing people at this moment, wouldn't he be looking for trouble when he came to Vickers Restaurant to order a fully cooked filet mignon?

"Oh, your chef has a lot of character. John asked, looking at Cross. "Can I meet him?"

Cross didn't want to offend John, and smiled back. "Of course, you can wait. As he spoke, he walked towards the back kitchen with the menu, and soon led a middle-aged man in a black chef's uniform to John's side.

"Hello, Director Chris Deng, I'm Denis Bernard, the head chef at this restaurant. Denis Bernard smiled.

"Are you French?" asked John.

"Yes, I'm from Arles, France. Denis Bernard speaks of his hometown with a hint of pride in his eyes.

"A nice city. John nodded. "Van Gogh created 'Café at Night' here, and I visited the city when I was 11 years old, and it was beautiful. ”

"Thank you!" Denis Bernard smiled, thanking John for complimenting his hometown, and anyone would be happy to hear that others identify with their hometown.

John on the side felt that he was off topic, and then pulled the topic back to steak. "I heard the restaurant manager say, you don't cook fully cooked steaks?"

"Yes, sir. Denis Bernard may have been more patient than usual because John had just praised his hometown. "A well-cooked filet mignon can ruin the texture and taste of the beef, and as a qualified chef, I can't serve a substandard meal to a customer. ”

"You're a very professional chef. John nodded slightly. "But I only eat fully cooked meat. ”

"I understand your request, every customer has their own habits when it comes to food. "Denis Bernard has seen a lot of quirky customers over the years, some don't eat seafood, some don't eat garlic, some don't eat pepper, so he's not weird about these quirks.

"If you're not used to eating raw meat, I recommend eating seafood, and our restaurant's seafood is guaranteed to not disappoint. Denis Bernard was a skilful speaker, first agreeing with John's eating habits and then giving his own advice, which he believed would have agreed to change with him.

"But I just want to eat steak today. John replied firmly.

Denis Bernard was a little embarrassed, he thought that John should consider changing seafood when he heard his suggestion, but he didn't expect John to be so stubborn.

"I'm very sorry Director Chris Deng! I can't meet your request. Denis Bernard rebuffed John without humility or arrogance, and although John had just praised his hometown, he could not break his own rules because of it.

"It seems that you are not only very professional, but also a very principled person. John was not annoyed and smiled slightly. "I like principled people because I'm a very principled person myself. ”

Denis Bernard's heart was slightly relaxed, he was worried that rejecting John would lead to John's dissatisfaction, but now hearing John say this, this worry in his heart was suddenly swept away.

But just as he was relaxing, John on the side suddenly changed his words. "It's good to have principles, but I don't know if you're willing to spend your career defending them. ”

John glanced at Denis Bernard as he spoke, then picked up the knife in front of him, looked at himself reflected on the blade, and smiled slightly. "Mr. Bernard, give you a choice, serve the fully cooked steak I want in half an hour, or I'll cut off your tongue with this knife. Do you want to defend your principles, or do you want to keep your career? ”

John handed the knife in his hand to KA and instructed. "Look at the time, if Mr. Bernard doesn't serve the steak after half an hour, you can use this knife to fulfill his determination to defend his principles. ”

KA took the knife and looked at it, and nodded after confirming that the knife in his hand could cut out his tongue. "Okay, boss!" he raised his hand and glanced at the hands on his watch.

The conversation between John and KA was very flat from beginning to end, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, but Denis Bernard and Cross on the side were shocked, cutting their tongues without cooking, is there any royal law?

Thinking of this, the restaurant manager Cross immediately stood up, although he was very angry, but his professionalism still made him look at John with a smile and said in a kind tone. "Director Chris Deng! As a famous director, if this kind of thing is known to the outside world, I am afraid it will not be good for your reputation!"

"Are you threatening me?" John squinted at Cross. "Since you're so fond of coming out, I'm going to put it on the pro that if Mr. Bernard can't make the steak I want in half an hour, I'm going to not only have his tongue, but I'm going to burn the restaurant. ”

"Director Chris Deng, you're too domineering, aren't you!" Hearing John's words, Cross finally couldn't bear it anymore. "You are not welcome in this restaurant, please leave immediately, otherwise it will ......"

"How else?" interrupted Cross. "Call the police?" John said with a sneer, completely oblivious to Cross's threat.

Cross on the side was trembling with anger when he saw John's expression, and he wanted to ask someone to "invite" John out, but when he saw six or seven tall bodyguards around John, he could only suppress this thought.

"Don't say I won't give you a chance......" John said as he looked at the angry Cross. "If you want to call the police, hurry up, and it will be there in half an hour. ”

When Cross heard John's words, he looked at the six or seven bodyguards around John, and after confirming that these people would not stop him, he walked to the bar in a huff and picked up the phone and really called the police.