For the waiter who arranged the position, it was very stressful, but it was also smart, and he noticed the table where the boss was at the first time.

There were three people at that table, and there was an empty seat.

The two bosses had eaten early, and the boss was standing there at this moment, and he didn't have any intention of sitting down. It's definitely easier to communicate with people the boss knows than with ordinary guests.

Provided, of course, that the boss is good at talking.

And after getting along for more than a month, Song Qian did give the restaurant staff this image of being easier to talk to.

The waiter walked over.

And Mo Ran, who was attracted by the middle-aged man's shouting, also watched the waiter walk towards them.

"Mr. Song. The waiter smiled at Song Qian and asked, "I don't know your friend, is it convenient to share the table?"

For this question, Song Qian has no way to answer it on his behalf, although Song Ze and they are his friends, they are not familiar with each other, and people also spend money to consume, so they naturally have the right to choose.

So he said: "This matter has to be agreed by the guests themselves." ”

The waiter began to ask Song Ze's opinion: "There is a guest over there who is alone, can I share a table with you?"

Song Ze didn't immediately give an affirmative or negative answer, he hadn't encountered this kind of scene, and he already had choice anxiety, so he was very embarrassed.

It was Song Xiaoya who shook her head again and again: "No, no, we spend money to eat, why do we share a table with others?!"

Hearing this, the waiter could only turn his attention to Song Qian again, after all, the boss is a friend, and the boss is easy to talk to......

Song Qian really can't say anything, the restaurant is already in full swing to prepare for a branch, and now this seat is tight, and there is no way to do it.

"Give the guest a silver card and tell him to come back next time or wait a while. Song Qian said to the waiter.

With the boss's words, the waiter's job is easy to do, and the silver card worth 1,000 yuan will not make a fuss anymore. So they prepared to retreat.

In other words, Mo Ran saw all the interactions in less than a few tens of seconds, and her brain was spinning rapidly, carefully analyzing every plot and every sentence. Especially after Song Qian said that paragraph at the end, Mo Ran came up with an amazing message.

didn't have time to go through this information, Mo Ran hurriedly said: "Actually, it's nothing to share the table, anyway, our position here is also free." ”

As soon as these words came out, Song Qian was a little surprised, and Song Xiaoya shouted directly: "Where do we have a vacant place?

"I'm still fine, and I've already eaten it. Song Qian explained.

"It's convenient for others to be convenient for ourselves, and when I go out to eat alone, I often share a table with others. ”

Mo Ran was not surprised by Song Qian, and continued to say to Song Xiaoya.

These words were so high-sounding that Song Xiaoya couldn't refute anything, so it was almost equivalent to acquiescence.

Seeing this, the waiter looked at Song Qian again, how to do this, the boss has to make the final decision.

"Then you should go and ask the guest if he would like it. ”

"Okay!"

So, the waiter happily ran to ask.

At this time, not to mention Song Xiaoya, even Song Ze also felt something strange. Song Qian's interaction with this waiter, why did it sound like ......

"This restaurant belongs to yours?!"

Song Xiaoya almost jumped up, looked at Song Ze and exclaimed.

The exclamation was a bit loud, and there was a jumping action, which attracted many surrounding guests to look at this side.

Song Ze was extremely embarrassed, he had no time or possibility to stop Song Xiaoya from saying such stupid things. Even if this restaurant is Song Qian's, it has nothing to do with him.

But even if it's someone else's words, it's like spilled water.

Song Qian was also a little embarrassed, although Song Xiaoya kept calling himself eldest brother before, he didn't particularly think about what this title meant, but at this moment, even "your family" came out, and he knew what misunderstanding happened in the middle.

In other words, Song is really not a small surname, just like Song Ze and Song Xiaoya, don't they also have the surname Song? Obviously, the two of them are not cousins.

For a moment, the air between the four people completely froze.

"So this restaurant is yours, and the food is delicious. Mo Ran's slightly low, magnetic voice sounded, breaking the solidification.

"I've got something to do, so I'll go first. Song Qian hurriedly found a reason to retreat.

"The ......"

Song Xiaoya wanted to say something, but the waiter had already led the angry middle-aged man over, the middle-aged man glanced at the vacant seat, and asked with unknown emotion: "Let me sit here?!"

"Do you like to sit or not?"

Song Xiaoya didn't know whether she was depressed or angry, and directly scolded the middle-aged man.

Middle-aged men are not vegetarians, and there are beautiful women next to them, why don't they sit?

So he sat down and began to order food happily.

Four people at a table, including this strange-tempered middle-aged man who suddenly shared a table, suddenly fell into a strange atmosphere.

The only one who is calm, I'm afraid that only Mo Ran.

The current situation could not be clearer.

Mo Ran already felt strange, although he didn't know if Song Qian had brothers and sisters, but at least this big boy with a "world famous brand" must have nothing to do with Song Qian.

Song Xiaoya also sensed that something was wrong at this time, who is Song Qian from Song Ze? Could it be that both of them have the surname Song?

"You ......"

"Waiter!"

Song Xiaoya was just about to open her mouth to ask Song Ze this question, when the middle-aged man with a strange temper who shared the table shouted to the waiter.

“……”

Song Xiaoya's face darkened, Song Ze shrunk his neck, and Mo Ran looked at the two of them meaningfully.

Because of the sudden interjection of the man at the table, and then the request to the waiter in a big way, Song Xiaoya couldn't ask that question for a while.

Finally, the middle-aged man began to eat, although the eating was ugly, his mouth was chirping, and the plates were clanging with knives and forks, but he finally stopped.

"You and Song ......"

"I suddenly have a stomachache, go to the bathroom!"

This is an excuse that Song Ze has thought of a long time ago, once Song Xiaoya opens his mouth to ask questions, he will run away.

Song Xiaoya didn't expect Song Ze to come and escape, and before she could slow down, Song Ze was gone.

"Sister Mo Ran, he ......"

Song Xiaoya could only look at Mo Ran with a crying voice.

Mo Ran shrugged her shoulders, indicating that she was also helpless about this.

At this time, even if Song Ze didn't admit it personally, the matter would definitely be the result that everyone thought. Song Xiaoya felt that she had not misunderstood from beginning to end, it was Song Ze who personally said that Song Qian was his elder brother, and both of them were surnamed Song, so they naturally thought that they were brothers.

Song Xiaoya has a sense of loss when she suddenly loses the lottery ticket after winning the lottery, which is very heavy, so heavy that she has to doubt her life.

Besides, I blew all the cowhide out today, saying that the twilight bar was their bar, and asked everyone to go together at night, all by themselves.

So now, do you want to play missing too?