Macau Doulao, Yuan Pengju led six or seven people to wait for seats in the hall. These people were all friends of his former work in the garage, and they all jumped ship after hearing that he had made a fortune. It just so happened that he was quite short of people, and he knew the basics of getting along with these people for several years, so he accepted them.

It's not about to be the New Year, and Yuan Pengju, as the head of their group now, should always express himself like Ning Zheng. However, he was not as rich as Ning Zheng, and it was impossible to divide the money, so he could only invite them to a meal.

After all, the meal and the money were a little short, so he simply let them decide where to eat. As soon as a few of them discussed, it was not interesting to eat all year round, so it was better for a group of people to eat a self-service hot pot, and then they would go to the Tang Dynasty to sing the song Hi Pi Hi Pi.

Yuan Pengju then chose Macau Doulao, this store has a good reputation in the new county, the decoration is still tall, and the taste is also very good.

Originally, he thought that everyone should go to eat when the Chinese New Year was approaching, but he didn't expect to find that it was full of people as soon as he came in, and he was taken aback. I wanted to leave, but they said it would be okay to wait, so the group had to sit on the sofa in the hall and wait for the seats to be vacated.

After waiting for about an hour and a half, a table for eight people finally came out on the second floor, and Yuan Pengju and the others, who waited for the notice, followed the waiter upstairs.

"Huh?" the waiter led Yuan Peng to the eight-person table and was stunned for a moment, because there were already three people sitting there.

Yuan Pengju also saw it, but he just frowned but didn't speak.

The waiter hesitated for a second before stepping forward and said to them with a smile, "Gentlemen, there are already guests at this table, can you get up and wait for a while?"

The three people didn't seem to hear the waiter's words at all, and still played with their mobile phones.

There was a hint of embarrassment on the waiter's face, but he patiently continued to persuade, "Sir, there are still eight people waiting over there, can you give up your place?"

One of the young men with a pigtail raised his head and said coldly, "Why do you want us to give up our position?"

The waiter stretched out his hand and pointed to Yuan Pengju and the others behind him, and said, "Sir, this position was arranged for them first, and you will arrange it for you as soon as you wait a while." ”

"Why did you arrange it for them in the first place, just because there were so many of them?" said the pigtailed young man unhappily.

The waiter was a little embarrassed and explained, "Sir, we are arranged according to the number plate. Their numbers have already arrived, and the position is naturally theirs. Sir, your numbers shouldn't have been turned yet. ”

"Don't let me go, what do you want? Get out of here as soon as possible, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for being unkind to you." The pigtail said arrogantly, and then continued to bury his head in the mobile phone.

The waiter's face became ugly, and he hesitated for a moment, but decided to persuade him, and said, "Sir, you ......?"

"Grass mud horse, it's over, right, I won't teach you how to be a person tonight, you don't know how powerful your grandfather is. The pigtail suddenly became angry, hid the mobile phone, and directly slapped his head and face.

Syllable.

A crisp slap sounded immediately, and the waiter stood in place with a confused expression.

The pigtailed youth did not stop his hand, but raised his hand again and was about to throw it down.

Fortunately, Yuan Pengju had been paying attention, and when he saw that the waiter was stunned and didn't know how to dodge, he grabbed him and dragged him hard, which allowed him to avoid being slapped again.

The pigtailed young man slapped him and suddenly became even more angry, pulling his neck and shouting at Yuan Pengju, "Don't meddle with me when you step on the horse, standing here, I will beat you with you." ”

As soon as he heard this, Yuan Pengju, who had planned to calm things down, could still suppress his temper, stepped forward, grabbed the pigtailed young man's right hand and pulled it in front of him, slapped his head with his left hand, and said coldly: "Apologize to the waiter and me, otherwise I will let you climb out." ”

"I'm grass, you're a thing that deserves to talk to me like that. Brothers, him for me. As he spoke, the pigtailed young man punched Yuan Pengju.

Yuan Pengju had already taken precautions, and as soon as this punch came, he simply took advantage of the situation and dragged the pigtailed young man back.

The pigtailed young man staggered forward under the action of a strong force and rushed forward, just falling into the crowd where Qi Yuanlu and the others were.

They didn't say a word, they rolled out their sleeves one by one and hit them with fists.

The poor pigtailed young man was in the middle of the crowd, and he had no chance to resist and resist, and two seconds later he received three or four punches in the face. Every punch was extremely heavy, and he screamed in an instant from the pain.

"Brother Pigtail has been beaten, someone's coming!" the remaining two youths shouted after seeing the young man with pigtails suffered.

When four or five young people who were still selecting ingredients heard this, they hurriedly put down the things in their hands and rushed over.

For a while, the two groups of people scuffled together. Don't look at the fact that the number of people on both sides is comparable, but Yuan Pengju's group of people work in the auto repair shop all year round, and their hand strength is obviously better than that of ordinary people. Within a few minutes of the beating, the pigtailed young man and his gang were all beaten down.

As early as after Yuan Peng raised them to fight, the people of Macau Doulao called the police.

Because the Chinese New Year is approaching, the people at the police station are always keeping an eye on the movements outside. As soon as he heard the police from Macau Doulao, two police cars came a few minutes later and took the two groups back directly.

On the way, Yuan Pengju took the opportunity to send a distress text message to Ning Zheng.

Ning Zheng was also drunk after receiving Yuan Pengju's text message, this product was so good that he had to learn from him to eat and fight, and then he drove to the Chengnan Police Station.

As soon as he arrived at the Chengnan Police Station, Ning Zheng saw a Mercedes-Benz stopped, and when he got out of the car, he also saw a middle-aged man walking down from it.

The middle-aged man looked at Ning Zheng after seeing him, and then walked in quickly without staying on him for too long.

Ning Zheng blinked and followed.

In the office hall, Yuan Pengju and the young man with pigtails were sitting on both sides, and several policemen were staring at them.

"Brother Lang, you are here, you have to be the master for me, you see that he beat me to the point that he is about to break his appearance. The young man with pigtails hurriedly stood up and complained after seeing the middle-aged man coming.

Brother Lang had already known what had happened through his friends at the police station before he came, and at this time, he kicked it directly and scolded, "Robbing someone else's position and beating the waiter, are you still reasonable now? Do you think you are very bullish, then don't come to me if you have an accident!"

The pigtailed young man cried with a sad face when he heard this, and he didn't dare to cry anymore, so he said aggrievedly, "Brother Lang, I was wrong. ”

He knows the temperament of middle age, if you blindly play a reasonable trick in front of him, then he will not care about you 100%. If he admits his mistake in time, then he will not pursue it too much.