During this time, Jiang Ming has become a laughing stock in this circle that is ridiculed by everyone, and this incident has become a psychological shadow for him.

Suddenly seeing his enemy, Jiang Ming was naturally angry in his heart.

"Jiang Shao, what's wrong?" Jiang Ming's friends looked strange and chatted well, why should they suddenly call him?

"Nothing. Jiang Ming shook his head, temporarily suppressed the anger in his heart, and when he saw one of his friends, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Yang Shao, your uncle is the number one in Fuhai, you should be an old acquaintance of this restaurant, right?"

"That's right. The man who was called Yang Shao smiled, his name was Yang Liangkuan, Yang Zheng's nephew, and he was also a rich second generation, relying on Yang Lin's relationship to do building materials business in Fuhai, a relatively rich master, but it was still a lot worse than Jiang Ming.

"Jiang Shao, what's the matter, what's the situation?Not satisfied with the food?Want me to tidy up this restaurant?" That Yang Liangkuan immediately became interested, people like him just wanted to find something exciting to do, since he had fun, he naturally wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity.

"No, no, no, I'm very happy with the food, it's just ...... Hmph......" Jiang Ming sneered, pointed through the glass door, pointed to Mo Wen not far away, and sneered: "Did you see that guy? It's the guy who is dressed in a stall......

"See, aren't you just a poor ghost? What's wrong?"

"Jiang Shao, what's wrong? Do you think this kid is not pleasing to the eye? Or did he offend you?" Jiang Ming's friends around him looked puzzled.

Yang Liangkuan thinks that he is Yangzheng's nephew, he is not afraid of heaven and earth, on the ground of Fuzhou, he is naturally fearless, and immediately shouted: "If you offend Jiang Shao, I, Yang Liangkuan, will naturally not stand idly by, look at him dressed, he is a poor, how did this little bastard come in......?

"Look at this guy's pretty laid-back, think of himself as a character, right?"

"This guy and I have a bit of a holiday, you guys help me fix him, do you understand how to do it?" Jiang Ming said with a sneer.

"Of course, Jiang Shao rest assured, isn't he just a poor ghost? We will definitely let him make a fool of himself in front of all the diners in the restaurant, and be angry for Jiang Shaoyou......" Yang Liangkuan thinks that he is a character, a poor ghost, isn't it easier than pinching an ant to death?

A few friends around him also thought that as long as Yang Liangkuan made a move, it would be a certain death, and the other two also sneered, ready to wait to see a good show.

They were quite disdainful of Mo Wen, such a guy dressed as a stall was also qualified to sit in such a high-end restaurant with himself and others?

Maybe it's that kind of vanity, these people are also people with some status, and they always feel uncomfortable when they see people who don't match their identity, not to mention that Jiang Ming said that this guy had a holiday with him, and walked out without asking.

"This guy dares to offend Jiang Shao, he's tired of being crooked, right?" said a broad young man beside Yang Liangkuan.

The other immediately picked up: "Hmph, Yang Shao is out of the horse, give him some color to see, let him know how many eyes the horse prince has." ”

Yang Liangkuan floated under the praise of several people, nodded excitedly, and walked towards Mo Wen together.

"Who is this? Where did the beggar come out?" Yang Liangkuan opened his mouth in a strange way as soon as he arrived in front of Mo Wen.

Mo Wen raised his head, frowned, and found that the people in front of him did not know each other, but from their words, Mo Wen immediately realized that the person who was finding fault was coming, and then Mo Wen showed a smile.

"It's really strange, how can such a high-end restaurant have smelly flies? It really affects ...... appetite," Mo Wen was still leisurely tasting the unique red wine with his wine glass.

"You ......" Yang Liangkuan was choked with anger, in Fuzhou, no one dared to speak to him like this.

"Before I get angry, there's still time to leave...... "Mo Wen pointed to the doorway downstairs.

"Yo, boy, it's quite a big breath, you pee on yourself, do you know who is standing in front of you?"

"Who is he and I have a half-dime relationship? I am not interested in knowing!" Mo Wen smiled slightly.

"Boy, just say this to you, I can throw you out of this restaurant......" Yang Liangkuan was angry, dealing with a poor ghost, it was not a matter of minutes, Mo asked, what he said just now angered Yang Liangkuan, he naturally would not give up like this.

"Do you have the strength?" Mo Wen put down his wine glass and slowly stood up from his chair.

The sudden appearance of these flies, Mo Wen felt, this is not accidental, in Mo Wen's memory, these people don't know each other at all, when he stood up, he looked left and right, and immediately found an acquaintance in the box not far away, when he saw this acquaintance, Mo Wen smiled: "I feel strange, I want to have a good meal, there are stinky flies to affect my appetite, it turns out that the young master of the Jiang family is here......"

"Huh?" Several people were stunned when they heard Mo Wen's words, and subconsciously glanced at Jiang Ming in the box.

"Jiang Shao, come out! It seems that you are recovering well, you will be injured so soon?" Mo Wen glanced at Jiang Ming playfully, not taking him seriously at all, just a rich second generation who was abolished by himself, Mo Wen still disdains this person.

Jiang Ming, who was found "...... you", had no need to continue hiding, and walked out of the box, he didn't expect Mo Wen to reveal his scars as soon as he opened his mouth.

A few of his friends looked strange, hurt? Could it be that Jiang Ming was abolished?