Although there are many young people in this group, due to the presence of Zhong Zhenguo and several old experts from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Yan Murong did not choose the kind of karaoke that eats, drinks and has fun, but chooses a Northeast restaurant.

In Hong Kong, the cuisine is mainly Cantonese and Western food, and young people may like to eat it, but when they are older, eating too sweet or roasted half-cooked meat is very harmful to the body, so Yan Murong simply found a Northeast restaurant.

The area of this Northeast restaurant is not large, only about 300 square meters. The name also has the flavor of a Northeast farmer, called "Laogen Farmhouse Cuisine".

Although the temperature in Hong Kong is also around minus 5 degrees Celsius in winter, the dry and cold atmosphere that is not like the north makes it difficult to adapt. At this time, sitting on the kang and eating steaming pig-killing dishes is also a kind of enjoyment.

"It's a nice place." Zhong Zhenguo sat cross-legged on the kang, looked at the decoration of the private room, looked at Yan Murong and smiled. "It's not a short time since I came to Hong Kong, and I haven't found out that there is such a place."

"Him?" Before Yan Murong could speak, Teng Xiangling said complainingly. "This guy is a foodie, and his nose is very smart, it doesn't matter if he hasn't been here, he can drive around the street and follow the smell."

"Giggles, Dean Teng, aren't you talking about a dog?" Liu Jing giggled on the side.

After getting along along the way, and chatting for so long, Yan Murong found that among the six young interns, this girl named Liu Jing has the most cheerful personality, is not afraid of life, and is also self-familiar, as long as she chats with anyone for a few minutes, she can become familiar with it, plus Teng Xiangling and Zhong Zhenguo and others have no shelf, her big grin temperament is even more revealed.

"Yes, he's a dog." Teng Xiangling said with a smile.

"I'm a tiger." Yan Murong defended with a serious face. "We're all carnivores, but they're very different."

Looking at Yan Murong's serious expression, everyone suddenly burst out laughing, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.

At this moment, there was a noisy noise outside, and then there was a muffled sound in the door of the box, and then three men who were still wearing half-sleeves and with dragons and tigers on their arms walked in.

looked at Yan Murong and the others, then pulled over the scared waitress standing behind and shouted. "Fuck, why did you give someone else the box we ordered?"

"Big brother, there are only three of you, this box is a big box, there are so many of them that they can't sit open, so they can only change a room for a few people." The waiter explained. "Our boss just ordered that all the consumption of several people tonight will be free."

"Free of charge?"

Hearing the waiter's words, the burly man with a goatee who had just kicked in the door was immediately unhappy.

"What kind of thing is your boss? Free order? Are we short of that money? ――Get them out of here, this is the box we have set, hurry up, we still have things to do after dinner, can you be responsible for the delay? ”

"But—"

The waitress was about to cry, but the three fierce men obviously didn't have the slightest pity for the jade.

"Hey, I said, if you haven't discussed it, you can go out and discuss it before you come in?"

At this time, Yan Murong stood up, looked at the goatee man and said. "We still have to eat, please discuss it before we come."

"Who are you?" The goatee man skimmed Yan Murong from the corner of his eyes, and said angrily. "Do you know who I am? Do you even dare to grab the box we ordered? ”

"I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know who you are." Yan Murong said lightly. "All I know is that we're eating, and you broke in and disturbed us - didn't you go to school? Didn't the teacher teach you that disturbing someone else to eat is immoral? ”

For such an unreasonable person, Yan Murong has never been accustomed to it. What age is this, and if you get a tattoo, you think you're an underworld? It's hard to say abroad, but in China, even if there is an underworld, it is all mixed and hidden, and the Chinese government does not allow this kind of community to exist.

"Boy, are you from the mainland?" The goatee man was not angry, but looked at Yan Murong with a strange smile and said. "Do you know what this place is? This is Hong Kong. ”

"Oh, if you don't say it, I thought I was from Africa." Yan Murong's face was stunned. "There are no such unreasonable chiefs in Africa."

"Pss

As soon as Yan Murong's words fell, Liu Jing's chuckle came from behind, and it was obvious that this girl's laughter was too low.

"Hey, let's go, I'm in a good mood today, and I don't want to worry about you." Yan Murong waved his hand. Although each of these three guys is much stronger than him, if he really moves, he can all be put down in less than half a minute by himself. But the problem is that there are so many people here today, and the atmosphere is not bad, and he is embarrassed to spoil the atmosphere.

"Brother Qiang, what nonsense are you talking to him? Hurry up and deal with our dinner, it's almost eight o'clock, and at nine o'clock Wang Shao is still waiting for us to deliver something. A man behind the goatee said impatiently.

"No more nonsense." The goatee man looked at the time on his phone, waved his hand, and said. "Brothers, I have to eat here today - remember, this is Hong Kong, a society governed by the rule of law, don't hurt people, carry the table out for them."

"Okay." The two of them agreed, and walked towards the dining table, but as soon as they crossed Yan Murong, the two of them felt their collars tighten, and then a strong force came from behind them, and the two of them seemed to have lost gravity, and their feet flew backwards off the ground, and they hit the wall with a "bang".

"I said I don't want to bother with you." Yan Murong looked helplessly at the goatee man standing in a daze, and said with a sigh. "Is it so hard to have a good meal?"

"You-" The goatee man reacted at this time, stretched out his hand and pointed at Yan Murong, and just wanted to say two cruel words, but when he saw Yan Murong's fierce eyes, he immediately swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

He is Chinese New Year's Eve eight years old today, but he began to mix at the age of fifteen, and he has been mixing for more than 20 years, and he has not practiced anything else, but his vision is not bad. Whether it was Yan Murong throwing his two companions out one by one or his fierce eyes like hungry wolves, it made him understand that this guy with a little white face was not easy to mess with. So, he decisively chose to endure.

"Brother is good, I admire my strong son, I disturbed tonight." The goatee man nodded at Yan Murong, turned around and pulled up the two companions who were sitting on the ground, didn't say a word of cruelty, turned around and left.

PS: The sun is so big, it's hot to death......