Of course, the matter was also caused by these anti fans, and I don't know who brought it up, so he suddenly said that he wanted to find out the address of Liu La's house, and then went to Liu La's house to protest.

What I never expected was that this proposal actually got a lot of responses, and after a while, dozens of messages appeared below.

"I know that Liu La's parents run a restaurant, which is a very high-end private restaurant, called Xixiang Restaurant, just over there on Tianjin Weixin Road, and the plaque is red, which is particularly conspicuous and easy to find."

In the end, a local anti fan in Tianjin exposed the address. She didn't know her home address, but she knew the location of the Liulajia restaurant.

After seeing the address come out, the anti fans immediately became high-tide, and they were like wild dogs that saw meat buns, and they all shouted to let Liu La know that it was amazing. In the end, a few Tianjin locals, as well as the anti of nearby cities, agreed to meet at the gate of the West Chamber Pavilion after an hour and a half.

For more than an hour, people from afar have to rush here, and local people have to start preparing some things, such as banners, tents, etc., and the anti-fans seem to have regarded this matter as a war.

Regarding the actions of anti fans, Liu La has no idea. After eating, the seniors Guo Outline and Zang Keqiang left, and Liu La couldn't bear everyone's requests, so he continued to go to Ktv Harpy with the young colleagues of the program team.

Liu La didn't know about it, and his parents were not notified, and they didn't know that there was a lot of noise on the Internet outside.

As usual, this time is the busiest time of the day, Liu Yanghe and Zhao Lijuan are busy in the West Chamber.

Xixiang Restaurant is a private restaurant, mainly engaged in Hunan cuisine and Tianjin local cuisine.

This is a small three-story building, the first floor is the hall and kitchen, the second and third floors have several rooms, at most can accommodate nine tables of people at the same time, each table can seat up to nine people, as the so-called ninety-nine to one, every place in this restaurant, even including the seats, there are these small designs.

It is precisely because of these unconventional careful thoughts that the business of the West Wing Pavilion has always been very hot, and orders must be arranged by phone three days in advance.

The name of the West Chamber, which was obtained by Liu Chuanyuan when he was reincarnated, was selected from the name of a chapter in the Dream of Red Mansions, Baoyu's night visit to the West Chamber.

However, Liu Chuanyuan had never seen Dream of Red Mansions in his life, and he also heard this word from his master Zhou Shan when he was a child.

The problem Zhou Shan is even worse, he doesn't even know the words, and when he was passing through the countryside of Hebei, he happened to hear the artist with the Xihe drum singing this play, so he wrote down the name, and then came back to sing Liu Chuanyuan and Ma San They listened.

I don't know if Zhou Shan remembered it wrong, or if this artist sang it wrong, in fact, the correct name of this chapter should be "Baoyu Night Exploration Xiaoxiang Pavilion", just three words, stunned for them to memorize the two.

It doesn't matter if they remember wrong, it was passed on to the apprentices, and the apprentices went on to the next generation, until the West Chamber's restaurant appeared, which can be regarded as a beautiful misunderstanding......

In the business of the hotel, Zhao Lijuan is in charge, mainly responsible for managing accounts, welcoming and sending off guests, and so on. And Liu Yanghe is mainly responsible for the kitchen.

In the past few years, Liu Yanghe has also become older, and his body and energy are not as good as before, so he has simply cultivated several apprentices, so he rarely cooks by himself anymore, and more often he is only responsible for checking the skills of the apprentices.

At this time, several apprentices were cooking gold and jade on the edge of the stove, while Liu Yanghe was holding his hands behind his back, and from time to time he was pointing out to the apprentices' works.

"Your dish tastes successful, but the quality is too inferior. Let's not say that the color and flavor are complete, but you can't hurt your appetite by looking at it, how to serve it to customers, hurry up and redo it. ”

Just when Liu Yanghe was commenting on the dishes that an apprentice had just made, Zhao Lijuan hurriedly walked in.

"Lao Liu, come out and take a look, what's wrong at the door, something is wrong." Zhao Lijuan said anxiously to Liu Yanghe.

Hearing his daughter-in-law's words, Lao Liu was confused and hurriedly followed his daughter-in-law to the door of the hotel.

After coming to the door, I saw more than 20 young girls and two or three boys, holding banners, standing three or four meters away from the door, blocking the door of the hotel.

These profligate goods are naturally Zhou Cong's brainless fans, they stood at the door and confronted the employees of the West Chamber, holding a banner in their hands that said Liu La's apology, and their mouths shouted slogans scolding Liu La.

"Liu Spicy get out of the entertainment industry! Liu La apologized to Zhou Cong! ”

"Yo, this is a spicy offending person, and people are coming to the door." Seeing this formation, Liu Yanghe immediately understood what was going on.

"Looks like it should be. The stinky temper of this loser child, I don't know who I offended again? I didn't answer his phone call, I don't know why? Zhao Lijuan's tone looked a little worried.

"Hey, so adult, don't worry about him, what can happen to him." Liu Yanghe comforted his daughter-in-law, and then asked, "When did these goods come?" ”

While Liu Yanghe was speaking, two more girls got out of the taxi and joined the demonstrators. The two girls had large bags in their hands, and it seemed that they had come from out of town.

"Alas!" Zhao Lijuan sighed, a little annoyed: "They have been here for a long time, but there were not so many people at first, just three or four, and I didn't take it seriously." As a result, I didn't expect this person to gather more and more, and it didn't take long for so many people to come, or let's call the police? Don't do anything else. ”

"No, no." Liu Yanghe hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile: "What kind of police, call all our people back, close the door, let them toss." I'll make you a bet that if I can hold on to the door for more than two points, I'll lose. ”

Zhao Lijuan pondered it, and immediately understood what Liu Yanghe meant.

It's December now, it's winter, and the temperature outside is five or six degrees. It's a good time now, it's not too cold, and after ten o'clock, the temperature will be nearly zero. Just these delicate and expensive eldest ladies and eldest young masters outside, how can they withstand this, they will definitely have to withdraw when the time comes.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lijuan was also happy, and hurriedly shouted to the employees: "Okay, come back, go to work hard, don't crowd with the door." ”

As the proprietress said this, the employees came back one after another, leaving only Zhou Cong's fans at the door still shouting, and some people watching the excitement followed suit.

Anyone who has lived in the north knows that in winter, the gaps between doors and windows are sealed with plastic sheeting, tape and other things. Moreover, when the West Wing Pavilion was renovated, it used materials with better sound insulation, so their shouting outside the door did not have any impact on the people in the restaurant.

Sure enough, just as Liu Yanghe expected, after shouting outside the door for a while, these antis were quite excited and energetic at first, but slowly they didn't work. One by one, their faces were red from the cold, and they jumped straight up with their hands over their ears, so that their shouts weakened, and the banners were no longer raised, but put aside.

If this continues, the prediction of Liu Yanghe will come true. However, no book can be written without coincidence, and at this time, inevitably, an accident happened......