Soon, a sumptuous meal was served, and a plate of delicacies from the mountains and seas was dazzling, a scale that would not be seen in an ordinary hotel.

"These are all made by foreign chefs I hired, who used to cook state dinners for the president for a long time, and what we now enjoy is the highest level of foreign treatment. Zhou Weisong said with a smile.

Ye Cheng looked at the food on this table, smiled slightly, and said, "I'm afraid Mr. Zhou has been deceived, these things are far from meeting the standards of foreign state banquets." ”

"Huh?"

Zhou Weisong's face was a little indifferent, this was the first time he looked at Ye Cheng's gaze, and those enthusiasm were dispersed.

"I don't know what Mr. Ye means?"

"You'd better find out why the chefs aren't working abroad, because the meals are nowhere near that standard. Ye Cheng picked up the chopsticks, put a thin slice of meat on a plate of dishes close to him, and put it in his mouth.

"For example, this dish, the way of cutting the meat is not right, his knife has cut off the blood of this piece of meat, in foreign banquet dishes, all the meat is through the knife skillful chef, each piece of meat is cut along the blood, to ensure that every piece of meat, contains delicate blood. ”

When Ye Cheng said this, everyone looked at Ye Cheng with surprised eyes.

But.

"The owner hasn't moved the chopsticks yet, so you can use the chopsticks, which is too uneducated. Li Mu said in an unkind tone on the side.

"And this is someone else inviting you to eat, even if the food is not appetizing, you say it like this, it is disrespectful to the Zhou family!" Li Tie also said, and the two of them loyally protected the lord, staring at Ye Cheng's every move.

"Mr. Ye is kind enough to pick out the shortcomings for me, I should be grateful, don't misunderstand Mr. Ye. ”

Zhou Weisong looked like a humble gentleman and began to relieve Ye Cheng.

Zhao Minghui sneered and scoffed at Zhou Weisong's move.

Zhao Minghui knew exactly who Zhou Weisong was, and now she was even more suspicious of Zhou Weisong's purpose.

"Yes, Gongzi Zhou. Li Mu and Li Tie both nodded and said.

"In this case, changing the dishes and rice is not to Mr. Ye's appetite, so there is no need to stay here. Zhou Weisong said.

"Yes. The butler brought people up one after another, trying to remove the dishes from the table.

"No need, I'm here for dinner, you have to go down, I don't know how long you'll have to wait. Ye Cheng said.

"Mr. Ye intercedes for them, then spare them, butler, now change those cooks. ”

"Yes, young master. The butler said, and walked out.

"Mr. Ye, I'll give you a glass first, I have always respected martial artists. ”

Zhou Weisong picked up the wine glass, and a housekeeper walked to Ye Cheng's side and poured red wine into the wine glasses in front of him for Ye Cheng and Zhao Minghui.

"I'm not a martial artist. Ye Cheng picked up his wine glass and said lightly.

"If it weren't for the martial arts, he would be able to defeat the three generations of disciples of the Iron Master, then there would be no need for this Iron Master to exist. ”

Zhou Weisong said with a smile, that kind of calm and breezy tone made the three generations of the iron head suddenly break out in a cold sweat.

"Squeak ......"

Li Mu and the old man left their seats one after another, making a piercing grinding sound.

"Poof!"

All three fell to their knees, their heads resting on the cold floor tiles.

Li Tie's posture was a little ugly because one leg was inconvenient.

Ye Cheng turned his head and stared at the three people on the ground, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

No matter how you say it, these three people are all martial arts practitioners, and according to common sense, they have perseverance and perseverance that ordinary people can't match, but now this way it really makes him a little disappointed, and he is also a little annoyed.

"Warrior, that's not the case. Ye Cheng said lightly.

"What?" none of the people present heard too clearly.

Ye Cheng's words just now can be regarded as talking to himself, so the volume is a little small.

"Martial artists, not what they look like, real martial artists, not only are they physically strong, their most important thing is their heart. ”

Ye Cheng's eyes stared at the red wine in the cup, a little distracted.

"You, from now on, don't show up at my Zhou family, find another job, okay?" Zhou Weisong said as he looked at the three people kneeling on the ground.

It seems to be a request, an inquiry, but in the eyes of these three people, it seems that it is an order.

And it is an unquestionable order.

". Zhou Weisong said lightly.

The three people hurriedly stood up, Li Mu moved Li Tie back to the wheelchair, and then slowly walked out of the hall with the old man.

The butler also dragged the place where the three men had knelt before with a mop.

During this period, Zhou Weisong still looked at Ye Cheng with a smile, holding the food on the table and eating carefully.

And Ye Cheng and Zhao Minghui sat in their seats, watching this scene indifferently and not saying a word.

Zhao Minghui felt more and more that this Zhou Weisong had a conspiracy, otherwise it would be impossible to remove an entire iron master from the Zhou family.

You must know how much money it takes to cultivate a sect to serve your own family.

"Butler, bring the man in. Zhou Weisong took a piece of meat, chewed it in his mouth, and said softly.

"Yes. ”

The butler went down at once, and in a few moments, brought a man with him.

The man was in a state of disarray, with one arm hanging across his chest, his hair wet and dirty.

"Manager Zhou?" Ye Cheng smiled slightly, and said after seeing the person who came.

The person who came was Manager Zhou, who had lost one of his arms by Ye Cheng, and he looked like he had been beaten badly, and the dirt on his body showed that he had been beaten down.

"This person, arrogant and domineering, unscrupulous for the sake of interests, deceived superiors and subordinates, embezzled and accepted bribes, it is really unbearable for me, today, let him enter the police station, pay the price for his guilt, I have all the evidence ready. ”

Zhou Weisong can be regarded as a righteous annihilation today, not only cleaning out the iron master, but also handing over his relatives.

"What the hell do you want to do!" Zhao Minghui said coldly.

This made Ye Cheng a little strange, before he could speak, Zhao Minghui was in a hurry.

"Miss Zhao, I'm just doing the right thing, don't you think I'm doing it wrong?" Zhou Weisong said, waving his hand and signaling to the housekeeper.

The housekeeper immediately escorted Manager Zhou down, Manager Zhou was silent, his eyes were full of anger, as if he was about to breathe fire, staring at Ye Cheng's position non-stop.

"I can't speak now, do you still want to see things?" Zhou Weisong said with a smile on his face, looking at Manager Zhou.

When Ye Cheng heard this, he glanced at Manager Zhou's face and saw that his mouth was a little swollen.

"Drugged?"