Chapter 676: Who Are They

"Take the money and take us to the private room immediately." Zhang Dashao said to the waiter in a somewhat unhappy tone.

The waiter raised his head in disbelief, looked at Zhang Dashao and the stick-like madman behind Zhang Dashao, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked cautiously: "This, these are all tips for me?" ”

This thing really can't be calm anymore, so many tips, it's the first time she's ever encountered it.

"Why don't you take us right away?" Zhang Dashao snorted.

It turned out to be really a tip for me! The waiter's heart, which was already starting to be messy, suddenly beat violently, and there was a strange light flashing in his eyes, the local tyrant, I really can't see that the goods on the other side are actually a local tyrant!

"Two distinguished guests, please come with me!" The waiter's attitude instantly made a 180-degree turn, and the vicious dog put away the pile of money in front of him like a pounce, and with the most enthusiastic and sincere smile on his face, he leaned over deeply to Zhang Dashao and said.

At the same time, she also quietly pulled down her collar, allowing the scenery on her chest to pour out a little.

I don't know if the handsome local tyrant in front of Lu Dao has received a signal of my love, the waiter thought in his heart.

However, she secretly glanced at Zhang Dashao's expressionless face, and the waiter also knew that her spring was in vain, she pouted her lips a little annoyed, and then replaced the warm smile like a spring breeze again, and walked out to lead the way for Zhang Dashao and the others: "Two gentlemen, please here." ”

When going up the stairs, the waiter walked so charmingly, and accidentally opened his shoelaces while walking, so he bent over and pouted his ass to tie his shoelaces there, and the two round and full buttocks were proudly highlighted.

I don't know if this time, did the handsome local tyrant receive the signal of my love, the waiter's heart was a little excited, and there was a touch of red on his face, just like the first love of a pure man and woman on the movie screen.

But to the disappointment of the waiter, Zhang Dashao not only did not receive a signal of her love, but his attitude became more and more cold, even with a hint of fierceness, and said: "Take your way well, don't play any tricks on me." ”

The little Jiujiu in the waiter's heart, how could he hide it from Zhang Dashao's eyes, the first time he pretended not to see, but he couldn't stand the waiter's successive springs. The heart is rippling, so he whispered a little harshly.

What kind of person is Zhang Dashao, who has fought for life and death in the cultivation realm for three hundred years, his face is so casual, how can a small hotel waiter withstand it, the waiter suddenly felt a great pressure, and stood up suddenly.

At that moment, she actually had a feeling of palpitations.

But suddenly, the feeling disappeared cleanly, as if it was his own delusion, but the waiter no longer dared to continue to seduce Zhang Dashao, and scolded angrily, "Really, what is fierce, what's the big deal, the old lady still doesn't look down on you." ”

Then, the waiter didn't say a word, and took Zhang Dashao and the madman to the fourth floor, and above the fourth floor, all of them were VIP private rooms.

"Two, please come with me, 403 in front of you is your private room." The waiter said politely to Zhang Dashao, and reached out to point to 403.

Zhang Dashao nodded, did not speak, and continued to follow the waiter.

At this moment, the door of the 404 private room diagonally opposite the front 403 was suddenly pushed open, and a young man staggered out from the inside, about twenty-four or five years old, smoky, and all kinds of famous brands on his body.

He slammed it out like this, and the waiter was caught off guard, and almost collided with the young man.

"Damn, I don't have long eyes when I walk!" The young man's eyes widened, and he pushed the waiter hard, and scolded with his eyebrows raised.

The waiter is also a woman, how can she withstand such a rough push from the young man, she stumbled backwards, slammed into the wall behind her, and made a dull bang, knocking her into a daze.

"I'm really sorry, sir, I didn't mean to." The waiter didn't care about his pain, and immediately ran quickly to the young man, looked anxious, and apologized to the young man in a low voice.

The guests on the fourth floor are either rich or expensive, and they are not something that a small waiter can afford to mess with.

"I don't care if you mean it or not, you're in the way of Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu's good mood is all gone, it's really unlucky. The young man held the stick, spat and splattered, and trained the waiter to be bloody.

"I'm sorry sir, I'm really sorry." The waiter apologized again and again.

"Okay, okay, don't be crooked, Lao Tzu is annoyed to listen to, next time it's okay to look long, get out of Lao Tzu!" The young man waved his hand impatiently, as if to repel flies.

"Sir, I'm really sorry to thank you for your magnanimity." As if the waiter had been granted amnesty, he bowed his head to the young man slightly, turned around quickly, and ran away.

The young man inadvertently glanced at the waiter's pink neck and the looming groove on his chest, and his face immediately showed a yin.

The waiter's body stiffened, and immediately pretended that nothing had happened, and continued to walk forward, working at the front desk for a long time, she deeply realized that these people were the lowest existence in the eyes of the "distinguished guests" on the fourth floor, and sometimes they were even inferior to the pet dogs raised by those people.

When facing Zhang Dashao, the waiter still had the heart to seduce, but now he was really teased by the distinguished guest, but the waiter was only angry and unwilling, and at the same time there was a trace of panic, and he just wanted to quickly escape from the young man's side.

"This sass. Girl, it feels good. The young man shook his tongue, clapped his hands like an aftertaste, and swaggered forward.

As soon as I looked up, I happened to see Zhang Dashao and the two people walking towards me, and I was stunned, isn't this a VIP private room, how can there be two dirt buns?

"Hey, stand for me!" The young man immediately turned around and yelled at the waiter.

The waiter paused, and his face showed a bitter and hateful look, what did this ancestor call himself to do! But he didn't dare to stop for the slightest, turned around and grinned at the young man, but the smile was not very good-looking.

"Who are the two of them?" The young man unscrupulously pointed his finger at Zhang Dashao and the madman, completely ignoring Zhang Dashao and the two of them, and questioned the waiter loudly.

"Sir, they, they're guests here too." The waiter replied with some trembling.

"What do you say! Are they guests here? When the young man heard this, he immediately jumped to his feet and shouted incredibly as if he had been stepped on by someone's tail, "When can anyone come up to the A-level private room here?" What the do you think of Lao Tzu! ”

In his opinion, the fourth floor can only be brought up by people with status and status like himself, and those who can go up to the fourth floor are all symbols of status.

Now, I actually eat on the same floor as two soil buns, which is not only a price drop, but also a shame! Uncle can bear it, and aunt can't bear it!