Tang Ningxue's little face was full of surprise, but in a flash, it turned into a gentle voice.

"Why did he give you a cane?"

"Huh, this, you want to know?" Lin Feng said and handed the cane to Tang Ningxue, "You tap on the table lightly and try it!"

"Oh!"

Tang Ningxue gently tapped her cane on the table a few times.

Then, all the waiters in the restaurant stopped what they were doing, and turned to face Tang Ningxue one by one, they bowed ninety degrees, and their faces were filled with a solemn expression.

One by one, they slapped their palms softly, and after a while, a middle-aged enamel came out of the back kitchen, and his tall white hat showed that he was a chef.

He was followed by two young men, who at first glance were his assistants.

Everyone walked to Tang Ningxue's side.

Just this opening, Tang Ningxue's eyebrows tightened.

The other party spoke fluent enamel, which he didn't understand at all.

"My lover can't understand enamel, please speak Chinese. ”

Lin Feng's abrupt opening attracted a burst of ridicule from Song Ming.

Song Ming, who was still amazed before, heard Lin Feng let the family speak Chinese, isn't this difficult for a strong man?

"I said Ning Xue, what the hell is your husband doing? I don't know that the Holy Emperor is all foreigners, if they were willing to speak Chinese, this menu would have been made in Chinese a long time ago." ”

Tang Ningxue was right when she thought about it.

In order to maintain the original enamel style, the Holy Fadi even changed the menu to pure enamel, how could the other party speak Chinese on such an occasion to destroy the atmosphere they could create?

As a result, when the middle-aged man spoke, everyone was stunned.

Speaking in broken Chinese, he said: "Hello, ma'am, I am the three-star Michelin chef here, Honoré, and I will be responsible for your meal with my husband this time." ”

As he spoke, Honoré clapped his hands, and two young men came to the back kitchen, pushing a trolley and serving two exquisite appetizers.

"It's a little bit of thought, you taste it first. ”

After speaking, Honoré looked at Lin Feng very vigilantly, the latter nodded slightly, and then he retreated with his assistants tremblingly.

Facing the dessert in front of her, Tang Ningxue was even more curious, it was obvious that Ao Nori did not count Song Ming and the others, these two desserts were for her and Lin Feng.

This made Song Ming's family of three a little embarrassed.

"Boy, what the hell are you doing? Did you arrange it on purpose?"

For the sake of the Song family's face, the third uncle pointed at Lin Feng's nose and began to roar.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, spread his hands, indicating that he was very innocent.

"Don't blame me, he didn't order it himself. ”

"Then I'll let you order one for us now!"

The third uncle was still roaring, and at this time, without waiting for Lin Feng to speak, the waiter on the side came up.

"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't have these two desserts. And it's prepared by Chef Honoré himself, not on our menu. ”

The waiter's words made the third uncle blush with anger, and just as he wanted to say something more, the first dish was delivered.

Like the previous desserts, Lin Feng and Tang Ningxue's were completely different from them, they were much more delicate at first glance, and they knew that they were extremely delicious just by looking at them.

"What does that mean?"

This will be replaced by Song Ming's question, but he didn't ask Lin Feng, but the waiter.

As a result, the waiter didn't care about Song Ming at all.

Song Ming, who did not give up, became a little irritable now.

"What the hell do you mean?"

Song Ming didn't realize at all that what he was saying in a hurry was Chinese, and at this time, the waiter cast a contemptuous look at Song Ming, and slightly raised a sign in his hand, which read, "Please say enamel!"

"Damn!"

People are more popular than people, the other party is more exaggerated and exaggerated to Lin Feng and Tang Ningxue, groveling, and even took the initiative to greet in broken Chinese, on his own side, forced to say enamel, what kind of logic is this?

"Call your manager out!"

Song Mingwohuo, who was eating this meal, slapped the table and got up angrily, but unfortunately, the force was too strong, and the cane that Tang Ningxue put on the table fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the cane made a crisp sound.

The waiter in the restaurant stopped what he was doing again.

"What are you doing in a daze? I'm having a treat for this meal, what kind of attitude do you have? Tell your manager to come out, I'm going to complain to you!"

Song Ming was shouting loudly in the restaurant, and Wang Fengjiao on the side added fuel to the fire, and from time to time he had to count a few words from Lin Feng.

At this time, Honoré, who had come over before, came out of the back kitchen again, he saw the cane on the ground, and then looked at the current Song Ming, his face was expressionless.

"So you're the person in charge here! I'm going to ......."

Song Ming used these four different enamel to praise the others, and Ao Nore stood aside, always expressionless, when Song Ming said that his face was red, Ao Nore finally couldn't help it.

He bent down and picked up his palm, and respectfully handed it in front of Lin Feng.

"My lord, I'm really sorry, your friend has affected your dining mood, do you need me to help you clean up?"

Honore spoke Chinese, lowered his head, and his groveling appearance attracted the attention of everyone in the restaurant.

However, Lin Feng didn't speak, he looked at Tang Ningxue with interest, as if he was asking for her opinion.

And Tang Ningxue didn't know what to do at this time, it was the first time she had encountered such a thing.

My heart was full of confusion, why did Honoré, the chef of this restaurant and the person in charge, respect Lin Feng so much?

Song Ming saw that the other party didn't take himself seriously at all, and slammed the table.

"Do you know who I knew when I was in the country of Fargo......

"I don't care who you know! Do you know what this cane is? It's a lord's cane! If you were in the sixteenth century Ename, you would have been guillotined by now!

Ao Nolei suddenly stood up straight, condescending, making Song Ming's body tremble for a while.

"No need to please, I'll go myself!"

This meal was no longer eaten, and Song Ming firmly remembered Lin Feng in his heart, and his hatred must be protected.

But just as he was about to get up and leave, Lin Feng's voice sounded leisurely.

"You misunderstood, Mr. Honoré didn't say 'please', it was 'clear'!"

This tone of voice was for Song Ming, but it was better to remind Honoré.

When the latter heard the sound, he clapped his hands, and the security guards at the door flocked to him, and even took Song Jianlin and Wang Fengjiao with him, and threw the Song family of three out of the door.

At this time, the third uncle, who was still sitting in the position, couldn't sit still.

"Ning Xue, you take care of your family's waste, I don't care, whether you did it intentionally or intentionally today, offended the Song family, do you know what it means? If you let the second master know about this matter, what do you think he will think? Do you want to get out of the predicament of your Aoxue Group?"

Facing the words of the third uncle, Tang Ningxue's face suddenly sank, although he didn't know what Lin Feng was doing, but it was obvious that he was helping himself, but by doing so, he really offended the Song family, and the future would only become more troublesome.

"Third uncle, you can also go, go back and tell the second master, today's incident is the Song family's own fault, and our Aoxue Group will soon get out of the predicament, don't bother you, but your precious son, I advise you to have time to take care of it! Don't be cleared out of the Tang family by the second master at that time, it is not my family that is Ningxue, but ......"

Speaking of this, Lin Feng deliberately stopped, took off the napkin around his neck, and glanced at Honoré, "Let's keep an account of this meal!"

Saying that, Lin Feng didn't care about the third uncle, and pulled Tang Ningxue to stand up.

"Yes, Lord Lord, you are good to go!"

Seeing Lin Feng leave, Ao Nolei still bowed ninety degrees, and his words made Tang Ningxue stunned again.

Is Lin Feng a Lord?

What the hell is going on?

The question marks in her head made Tang Ningxue feel like she was dreaming, and she didn't know how to leave with Lin Feng.

No way!

I'm sure to ask!!