It's just that Wang Yong just walked out of the door, and saw the restaurant manager standing in the hall retracting his head in a ghostly manner.

He has been paying attention to Wang Yong's movements.

Seeing Wang Yong come out, the restaurant manager thought that Wang Yong was deflated and flinched, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a smug smile.

A little teacher dares to come here to pretend to compare! Do you know where this is? Yuquan Tower! Even the biggest officials of the provincial government have visited! How old are you?

The restaurant manager thought proudly, full of pride. Being able to work in Yuquan Building is the most know-aware choice in his life, and the contacts he has established through this kind of work are far beyond those of other units.

After all, this is a fairly upscale old restaurant.

"There are some things that you can't accept if you don't accept them. When Wang Yong passed by, the restaurant manager said in a strange way.

It was obvious that he was laughing at Wang Yong for not being able to do anything, and he was slapped in the face.

After Wang Yong heard it, he didn't refute, but just smiled at the manager and said, "That's right, this sentence is just right for you." ”

"You ......" The manager was so angry that Wang Yong's face turned red. I wanted to quarrel with Wang Yong, but I thought that this was in the lobby, and it was not good to be heard by the guests.

could only stare at Wang Yong hatefully, then turned around and left.

Wang Yong walked to the door and waited there for Old Man Gan to come over.

"Master Jiang, what are you doing with the pen?" the manager approached the kitchen door and asked Master Jiang in surprise.

Chef Jiang pursed his lips disdainfully and said, "What else can you do? I don't believe he can find someone who is better than my cooking skills! He also used waste materials to make nine turns of large intestine and fed it to the dogs!"

Hearing what happened, the manager couldn't help laughing, patted Master Jiang on the shoulder and said, "It seems that Master Jiang is going to be famous in front of all the guests today!"

Master Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled happily.

The manager was right, it was a good opportunity. If you make this matter bigger, the whole restaurant will know about it. When the time comes, he will perform a good cooking skill in front of all the guests, and frustrate Wang Yong to invite the chef. Isn't it famous?

You must know that those who can come to this restaurant to eat are not idle people, and the worst is Wang Yong's table. The rest were either wealthy businessmen or powerful people.

Make a name for yourself in front of them, and one day you will leave Yuquanlou to open a hotel by yourself, and you won't have to worry about business.

Master Jiang had been thinking about leaving for a long time, but he didn't tell the master because of the relationship between master and apprentice. But if you don't say it now, sooner or later it will be said, it's just a matter of time.

The manager inside and Master Jiang each have ghosts, but Wang Yong outside is a little anxious.

Wang Yong is okay, he has a good physique, and he is okay if he is hungry. But the few people upstairs are different, whether it is Mr. Panson or the principal, which one is not pampered? Let them starve for so long, it is estimated that it is already the limit. I'm afraid I'll have to go to the hospital or two if I'm hungry for a while.

"Old man, why haven't you come yet?" Wang Yong looked into the distance, hoping to see the old man's figure.

"Hey, here!" Wang Yong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw an old man with a big white beard walking over.

However, after getting a little closer, Wang Yong immediately denied his judgment.

This man walks in the wrong posture and temperament. Although he was dressed neatly, there were a few obvious stains, which could not be the style of an elegant person like Old Man Gan.

Wang Yong looked at the old man curiously, wondering where he was going.

And the old man also saw Wang Yong, but his eyes only stayed on Wang Yong for less than half a second, and then quickly flashed and fixed on the signboard of Yuquan Restaurant.

Like a thirsty man walking in the desert and seeing an oasis, the old man walked a few steps briskly, muttering in his mouth and walking towards Yuquan Tower.

When I got to the door, I pushed the door straight in and headed for the kitchen.

"Hey, what are you doing? Stop! Stop!" The manager happened to see this scene, and thought it was the chef invited by Wang Yong. I didn't expect Wang Yong to talk to him at all, so I knew that it wasn't.

The manager stepped forward and grabbed the old man's sleeve, but then shook it off in disgust, took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands.

The stains on the sleeves of the old man's shirt were very heavy, which made the manager feel extremely disgusted.

"What are you doing? The kitchen is heavy, and outsiders are not allowed to trespass. Don't you understand?" the manager asked, looking at the old man with an unkind look.

But the old man didn't seem to understand what the manager said, he just looked in the direction of the kitchen, and kept muttering: "Eat, eat!

This old man also seems to be a "foodie", and just judging from the aroma wafting from the kitchen, this is an authentic old Thai dish.

It's just that the old man's gaze is a little dull, and it seems that there is something wrong with his head.

"What do you eat and don't eat? Eat requires money, do you understand? Do you have money? Just go inside!" the manager asked with a frown.

Only then did the old man react, grinned, and said with a smile: "Yes! I have a lot of money!"

As he spoke, he took out a large handful of bills from his pocket and handed them to the manager.

The manager took a look and was stunned.

"Are you kidding me? It's the money of the last century, okay? Okay! You can eat wherever you want with the money, just don't be here. We're still going to have business!", the manager waved for a waiter to take the old man away.

The waiter walked over, grabbed the old man's arm and took him out.

When the old man saw this, he was a little frightened, and he sat down on the ground and began to cry: "You are all bad people! Bad people! I am hungry, I want to eat!"

"Manager, this guy seems to have something wrong with his brain. Why don't you call the police?" asked the waiter cautiously.

The manager glared at the waiter and said, "Call the police for such a trivial matter, can the people's police be busy?" Hurry up and get it away for me, if you can't get it, you will be deducted this month's bonus!"

"Ouch, manager, you're a bit unreasonable......"

"Count to ten, more than one second will be deducted for a month!one!" the manager said directly.

Frightened, the waiter didn't say a word, picked up the old man on the ground and dragged him out.

With a lot of force, he dragged the old man to the ground and rubbed it.

The old man couldn't help but cry even louder: "Robbery, murder, the country is ruined by your people! I will destroy you on behalf of the people and the government!"

The noisy sound in the lobby spread, and the first thing I heard was the "private room" where Tuzhang was located.

"What's going on?" Tu Zhang, as a figure in the public security system, immediately left the table and walked out when he heard this voice, and asked loudly.

Seeing this, the manager quickly apologized: "Nothing, nothing." There's a scoundrel who wants to eat and drink for nothing, and we're going to kick him out!"

After speaking, he didn't care about disliking the old man for being dirty, and the manager also grabbed the old man's other arm. Together with the two waiters, they dragged the visitor off the ground and walked towards the door.

Tuzhang frowned, and just wanted to scold.

At this time, I saw Wang Yong suddenly walk in, and suddenly stepped forward, like an arrow piercing between the manager and the waiter. One in one hand, with two bangs, the manager and the waiter stumbled at the same time and sat down on the ground.

"What are you doing, dare to hit someone?!" The manager looked at Wang Yong, shocked and angry.

"It's polite to hit you. Can't you see that there is something wrong with this old man's head? Can't you be polite and gentle with this kind of old man? What if this is your parents? What if this is an elderly you? Will you treat it the same way?" Wang Yong asked coldly.

The waiter lowered his head in embarrassment. He was threatened by his manager, but he didn't want to do it.

But the manager looked unrepentant, and said in a heartfelt manner: "Be a good person in front of me? There are so many poor people in this world, do I have to take care of them one by one? We are a hotel, not a charity hall." My job is to maintain the normal business order of the restaurant, and I carry out my own work, so what's wrong?"

Wang Yong glanced at the manager and did not answer.

The manager's words are indeed logically correct, but Wang Yong has long given a definition of this kind of person, called "sanctimonious".

Such people will always find the moral high ground and quickly occupy it. Then attack condescendingly, arguing that you are not wrong, that it is someone else's fault.

For such a person, it is useless to argue with him. All that could be done was to hit him in the face. Both in soft and hard power.

Gently helping the old man up, Wang Yong took out his wallet from his pocket and said, "He has no money, I do." I'm going to treat him to dinner today!"

The manager got up from the ground, looked at Wang Yong angrily, and said, "I'm sorry, our store is full, and we won't entertain guests today!

"It's full?They can set up a private room in the lobby, why can't others? Is it just because they're from the provincial department?" Wang Yong looked at the manager with a sneer and asked.

After speaking, he also glanced at Tuzhang lightly. Obviously, these words also satirized Tuzhang in passing.

"Don't talk nonsense! I made it very clear, not only is it full, but the food is gone! If you mess around again, I'll really call the police." ”

"Even if the police come, they will take you two first. Let me ask again, can you cook a separate dish for this old man?" Wang Yong said as he looked at the manager with sharp eyes.

The manager waved his hand impatiently: "If you say no, you don't! Either you send him away, or the two of you go together, choose for yourself!"

Hearing this, Wang Yong couldn't help but sigh in disappointment.

What he said just now sounded polite, but he was actually giving the manager a chance. As long as the manager agrees, he can save a lot of face for him and Yuquanlou. And this is no loss to him at all, after all, Wang Yong has already taken out the money, not to let the old man eat for nothing.

But the manager didn't seem to understand Wang Yong's intention at all, and still insisted on driving the old man away.

The manager just thinks that the old man will affect the big guys to eat here, but he doesn't think that the big guys care more about their faces. If an elderly person with dementia is kicked out for their reasons, they will only feel disgraced and angry with the manager.

It's a pity that the manager couldn't think of this layer.

"Let's go, old man. Shall I take you to eat KFC?" Wang Yong asked as he supported the old man.

In terms of tolerance for homeless people, fast food chains like KFC are indeed much better.

Who knew that the old man stubbornly refused to leave, saying: "I don't eat gnawing kiji, I will eat Lao Tiantai!"

Wang Yong couldn't help but get up helplessly. What can I do? Do I have to beg for a meal here?

I glanced at the old man and tried to find a card such as contact information from the old man, but I found nothing.

At this time, I heard a majestic voice sound: "Let him come here to eat, the nine turns of the large intestine here have not moved." ”