Yes, after the scourge was over the table on the left, Commissioner Huang and the others ran to the table on the right again, continuing to eat and drink, and take the time to talk about the taste of the food just now.

But don't say it, they really haven't talked about the taste of the food for a long time, they can't help it, they eat it too fast, they don't have time to taste it, they know that it's delicious, and they can't say where it's delicious, in the words of Commissioner Huang, "Isn't this a special thing to eat for nothing!" ”

Chewing the lamb chops in his mouth and wiping the oil stains on the side of his mouth, Lao Wei looked at the elegant smiles around him, and said vaguely.

"It's really a national competition, you see, there is no one under the age of forty in this hall except for the waiters."

Commissioner Huang took a small bite of the cake in his hand, not to mention, he had grown and knew that he ate it with a fork.

"I see that your old guard is full and starts to fart, you don't want to think about it, except for a few of you who go through the back door, how many chefs in five-star hotels are under the age of forty? To put it mildly, the masters in their thirties are almost ready to be assistants. ”

Lao Wei looked at the chefs around him with high chef hats on their heads and sighed.

"You said that this time it was a group of uncles and grandfathers who came to compete, can they do it? How do I feel that Dao Ye can win even if he spends money, after all, he is not the only one who has money in the whole world. ”

Elder Tang leaned on the dining table, sucked the oysters in his hand, looked at a group of beautiful violinists in the symphony orchestra with sinister eyes, and said, "It doesn't matter if he can win or not, anyway, the poor monk knows that those girls who play music are really smart." ”

Wiping the corners of his mouth, Elder Tang did not hide his full face, "Wait and see, the poor monk will go to talk to him in a while, and try to get a few beds tonight." ”

Huang Xiaobei grabbed Tang Seng's collar.

"Wake up, please wake up!"

With a slap on Huang Xiaobei's hand holding his collar, Elder Tang spat fiercely on the ground, and said with an unhappy face.

"Where do you look down on anyone? You're not welcome, just the appearance of a poor monk, beckoning gently, you can call a group of little beauties to sleep, rest assured, when I have had enough, I will definitely give you a few leftovers. ”

"This is a line that only appears in pornographic novels!!"

After speaking, Huang Xiaobei glanced at the two Beijing chefs who were staring at them for a long time, and said with a strange expression.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

The two Beijing chefs who followed Huang Xiaobei all the way to here, at this moment, looking at the people in front of them who looked like dogs, it seemed that they could not be connected with the appearance of the gluttonous man just now, at the moment, the two chefs looked at each other, and then one of them came to Huang Xiaobei and gently hugged his fists.

"Dare to ask which rudder of the beggar gang is Your Excellency?"

Huang Xiaobei stared at him for a while, and just wanted to scold, he saw Rowan walking in front of them with a glass of champagne, Huang Xiaobei blinked, and then immediately pulled Lao Wei's arm and whispered.

"Hey, what's the name of that hotel in the Demon Party?"

"The hotel of the Demon Party? Oh, you're talking about SIPG, right? ”

Huang Xiaobei patted Lao Wei's shoulder, indicating that he had counted.

At that moment, Commissioner Huang tidied up his clothes and said with his fists in his hands.

"An ordinary chef at the Shanghai Port Hotel in Xia Nai, if there is anything wrong just now, I hope that the two uncles Haihan will be one."

Saying that, Huang Xiaobei wiped away his tears, "No way, we are poor in Hong Kong, the boss is still a thief, he gives a meal a day, and he can only see meat once in five days, so the appearance of our food just now is a little scary, but I hope the two uncles will not make a noise, because our boss thief is not a person, not only picks the door, but also likes to beat employees, have you seen that bald guy?" That's the one who was beaten bald by our boss. ”

The robe master, who was walking towards the Dao Master, sneezed coldly.

"Damn, who said bad things about Lao Tzu?"

After hearing Huang Xiaobei's answer, the two Beijing chefs were completely dumbfounded.

It's not because of how bizarre his story is, but are you sure you just ate a little bit scary?

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After fooling the two Beijing chefs away, and burying the demon party by the way, Commissioner Huang patted his stomach comfortably, saying that he could not forget to add to the demon party after eating.

When he returned to a few people, seeing that Tang Seng was still staring at the beautiful performers of the symphony orchestra, Commissioner Huang couldn't help frowning, very worried that this bold dead bald head would really do something dead.

"Hey, don't look at it, don't look at it, no matter how beautiful the family is, no matter how beautiful it is, it has nothing to do with your dead bald head, if you want to say that you are not as realistic as possible, why is Aunt Wang in our hotel very good, although they are all over fifty, although the wife has been dead for decades, although the son is older than you, but it is more than enough for you to have a bald head."

"I said, "Why are you still looking? No, do you dare to be sober, with your virtue, you are like a hooligan ruffian every day, can people look up to you? ”

Seeing that Tang Seng was still staring at a girl playing the violin, Huang Xiaobei became angry, and went up and gave Tang Seng a kick.

"Dead bald! Brother is still a single dog, you are not allowed to take the lead in taking off the single! It's not allowed to do the kind of immoral thing that kicks after playing, unless you want to live with someone for the rest of your life! Otherwise, this commissioner will never allow you to be a bastard and harm other girls! ”

The old guard stood aside and whispered.

"I have a girlfriend."

Wang Erming took the chocolate cake, turned his back to a few people, and carefully fed the air beside him.

"I also have someone I like."

The Maozi brothers drank vodka and looked at Carl who was talking to reporters in the distance.

"Hehe, I also have people who crave."

Huang Xiaobei was almost angry to death.

"Shut up the fuck! Don't you see that Commissioner Ben is promoting the right values? You scum who have no concept of love and values should study hard! ”

As soon as Huang Xiaobei's voice fell, Tang Seng, who had not spoken, turned around and stood in front of Huang Xiaobei.

With his head down, Tang Seng stood silently in front of Huang Xiaobei, and the special commissioner thought that this bald head was going to settle the account with himself just now, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly hid behind the old guard.

"Hey, hey, bald, my kick is for your good, you can't ......"

Huang Xiaobei didn't notice that since the beginning, Tang Seng didn't say a word of bastard, and when he turned around, he didn't return the kick three times because he was kicked by Huang Xiaobei as usual.

In fact, he just turned around, his head down, staring at the carpet beneath his feet, his eyes extremely low.

"How could it be her ......"

Tang Seng whispered to himself, and there was no color in his eyes. Desire, there is only that incredible heaviness.

Turning his head, Tang Seng took a deep look at the long-haired woman playing the violin in the symphony orchestra.

Looking at the woman's beautiful face, looking at the face that he was almost forgetting, Tang Seng's eyes became more and more solemn.

How could it be her, how could it be her.......

Tang Seng wasn't sure if the woman was the person he knew in the past, but when he found the smile on the corner of her mouth, the smile on the corner of her mouth subconsciously when she was playing the violin intently, looking at all this, Tang Seng couldn't help but be in a trance.

Because that smile was too familiar, he seemed to see the woman who danced the world again.

After staring at it for a long time, Tang Seng turned around, smiled bitterly, and let out a melodious sigh from his mouth.

"Moon Spirit Fairy, really, it's you."

When the words fell, Tang Seng looked around with complicated eyes.

"Since you're here, he's afraid he won't be far away."