"Are you sure?"

"Well, mobile phone payment, just say how much it is." Shi Mingsong opened his mobile phone and clicked on the page of scanning the code to pay, a total of two hundred yuan, and he didn't care if the latter overcharged money, anyway, he didn't care about this money.

"The wine is 100 degrees, don't heat it up for me halfway and bring it over, I'll send it over in person later."

"Got it." The waiter nodded, a little impatient, turned around and muttered softly, "Sick." ”

Wu Yu couldn't help laughing, he didn't ask Shi Mingsong what he wanted to do, but with his understanding of the latter, although they could joke casually with each other on weekdays, but for outsiders, whether it was him or himself, it would be like becoming another person.

Wu Yu didn't go to talk to Shi Mingsong, because he knew that the latter was still waiting for the waiter, and the two of them talked about the previous things without a match, chatting about interesting things in the Eastern Regions, because this can pass the time without being too boring, but if they talk about the things in the Tower of Babel, if they pause halfway, it will interrupt the rhythm of the two people, and no matter who they are, they will feel upset.

Sure enough, it took more than 20 minutes for the waiter to bring up what they wanted.

"Something you ordered." The waiter put the tray in front of the two people, and didn't seem to have any idea of wanting to help them take it down, Wu Yu glanced at the latter, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head. It's like the sentence he used to see in the barrage, isn't it good to live?

"Do you want us to take it ourselves?" Shi Mingsong also sat there and looked at the waiter.

"No, it's too hot, I'll take it later." The attitude has reached the limit, Wu Yu knocked on Erlang's leg and watched the play on the side.

"Then forget it, we are not afraid of being hot if we have thick skin and meat, I can take it myself." Shi Mingsong smiled, that kind of smile looked very uncomfortable for Wu Yu, like a smiling tiger, put away his fangs, disguised as a big cat with patterns, and then looked at the poor little deer, jumping up and running in front of him.

Shi Mingsong took down two cups of coffee, one in front of Wu Yu, and the other in front of him, and in the remaining white porcelain cup, the wine was hot, and even through the wall of the cup, he could feel the temperature of the wine in it.

Shi Mingsong gently picked it up, blew it, and then looked up at the waiter, the wine glass leaned forward slightly, and then pushed forward violently, the hot wine in the cup was completely splashed on the waiter's body, and suddenly a terrible scream sounded in the coffee shop, and the young man's face and neck were already hot and swollen in an instant, and the intense hot pain instantly filled his nerves.

The foot was unsteady and fell directly to the ground.

This scream immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the store, and those people looked at this side with a curious look and didn't understand what was going on, and soon a middle-aged and slightly chubby man also ran out from behind, shouting what was going on, and ran to them with short legs.

"What's the matter, what are you doing here?" The boss watched his employees make this appearance, frowned slightly and couldn't help but say.

"Boss, he splashed me with wine." The young man gritted his teeth and said these words tremblingly, and the slight movement of his face made the place where he burned a sharp pain.

"He's throwing wine on you, what's going on?" The boss glanced at Shi Mingsong, and his gaze became no longer kind.

"You're the owner of this shop." Shi Mingsong looked at the middle-aged man expressionlessly, "The quality of your staff doesn't seem to be very good, help you educate and educate, the coffee is brought to me, and I even have to take it off the tray by myself, it's really good to educate." ”

"Really?" The boss was stunned for a moment, and his eyes turned to his clerk again.

"Boss, I..."

"No need to explain, I'll just ask you if he's right or not."

The young man bit his lip and didn't dare to speak, right? But he clearly did that, right? But that sentence was said by Shi Mingsong, and for a while he didn't even know what to say, or how to explain it.

The boss looked at his employee and couldn't help but sigh softly, it seemed that what the latter said must be right, if he hadn't done it, then he would definitely not be here without talking.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about him, you just fire him now, it's a disaster to keep such an employee anyway." Shi Mingsong shrugged his shoulders lightly, it seemed that his fate was decided in this way, but it was not so, if Shi Mingsong wanted to, even if it was this person's life, he could decide at will.

Because of power, because he is the heir of the seventh-layer top family, he has absolute power in the Tower of Babel, and he has rights that no one else can resist.

"This matter, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, even if he does something wrong, he doesn't need you to intervene?" There is pride written on everyone's face, and this sentence is not false at all, even if it is a beggar here, they will look up at people, not knowing how this habit came about. Is it because this is a dividing line? 100,000 HP, this number is indeed extremely huge, but this may also be the reason for their pride, maybe they are very weak, weak only a few thousand or even a few hundred HP, but their fathers and even their ancestors have also reached the height of 100,000 HP, so everyone here is extremely proud, and their proud capital makes people laugh.

It has nothing to do with me. Shi Mingsong grinned lightly, took out his mobile phone, and looked for two or three minutes, it seemed that he found the phone number he wanted, even if he stayed in the Eastern Regions for five years, but the phone numbers in his mobile phone were all saved, because his phone number in the Eastern Regions would always be kept a backup, that is to say, before each mission, he prepared the next mobile phone for himself.

The phone quickly got through, and the voice of a middle-aged man on the other side was, "Hello, the fifth-floor agent of the Shi family, may I ask who you are?" ”

"Uncle Kan, I'm Ming Song." Hearing that familiar voice, Shi Mingsong's face also showed a faint smile.

"Ming Song?" The person over there couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard this name, but he quickly reacted, "Ming Song! You are Shi Mingsong! You're out of the Eastern Regions! ”

"Yes, as soon as I came out, I encountered something, didn't I call you?"

"Tell me something, as long as you are on the fifth floor, there is no problem that I can't solve." When the people over there heard that Shi Mingsong was in trouble, their voices became serious.