As time passed, Ling Feng felt tormented, and although he was extremely irritable in his heart, he still maintained enough restraint on his face.

"I say! This person hasn't left, it's really annoying! You go out and take him away," the dean helplessly held his chin and encouraged Su Yi to go out and pick him up.

"I don't dare!" As soon as he thought of the iron-blooded coercion on Ling Feng's body, Su Yi was intimidated.

"Then you can't keep him out of the door! How can I go out like this! The dean complained.

Su Yi turned around and said, "Otherwise, I'll go out and tell him that the dean is calling, and he may come back tomorrow, so let him come over tomorrow." ”

"Good! So I can go out to eat, and I'm starving," said the dean, overjoyed.

"Hmmm! Then I'll go out," Su Yi gently pushed open the door, cautiously poked her head out of the door, and caught a glimpse of Ling Feng still on the chair in the corridor, and then slowly walked out.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ling Feng subconsciously raised his head, and after seeing that it was Su Yi, Ling Feng's expression was a little lonely, but he still smiled at Su Yi.

"Sorry! The dean just came to a phone call, saying that he has something important to do, and he will come back tomorrow, Ling Feng, you better go back! Come back tomorrow," Su Yi said.

"Well... All right! I know," Ling Feng stood up from his chair, his face indescribably tired, and walked weakly outside.

As a lady of the sky, life is smooth, but today he has a gray nose, this contrast makes Ling Feng extremely uncomfortable.

Looking at Ling Feng's lonely figure, Su Yi began to sympathize with Ling Feng a little, but Su Yi also knew that he was just a little secretary, and he couldn't help Ling Feng's affairs at all.

"He's gone!" Su Yi said.

"I see! You've really done him a great favor, let him walk a little longer, lest I run into him on the road," the head of the academy opened the curtain and watched Ling Feng leave from upstairs condescendingly.

After walking out of the school gate, Ling Feng raised his eyes and looked around, there was no one on the street, the black sky exuded a strange atmosphere, and the humid air was filled with a depressing feeling, which was suffocating.

"It's going to rain? It seems that he is going to find a place to shelter from the rain," Ling Feng looked around, and saw that there happened to be a coffee shop next to him, and he happened to be hungry, so he just sheltered from the rain and ate.

Outside the coffee shop, before Ling Feng could push open the glass door, a young girl in a maid's costume pushed open the door for Ling Feng.

"The hosts! Welcome back," the waiter greeted Ling Feng in a sweet voice.

"Hmmm! Thank you! Ling Feng walked straight in and sat down by the window with his back to the room.

"The hosts! What do you need?" Ling Feng had just sat down when a courteous waiter came to inquire about the situation.

"A cup of Blue Mountain coffee, a macaron dessert," Ling Feng said softly.

The waiter smiled at Ling Feng and said, "Hmm! This is delivered to you as the owner. ”

In just a moment, the waiter brought coffee and dessert to Ling Feng.

Drinking the aromatic, smooth, mellow, precious Blue Mountain coffee, and eating the macaron dessert with the name of the girl's crispy breasts, Ling Feng's mood full of gloom gradually became brighter.

At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly came from behind Ling Feng.

The store walked into a man in a suit and leather shoes, with a pair of gold-framed eyes, about a male white-collar worker in his thirties.

As soon as he sat down, the white-collar worker touched the table with his hand, then frowned, beckoned to the waiter, and shouted, "Hey, waiter, come here." ”

The white-collar worker pointed to the barely visible dust on the table and said, "Look at you, I haven't cleaned up yet, and I'll get my clothes dirty." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll clean it up for you right away," although the dust on the table was almost invisible, the idea that the customer was God had been deeply ingrained in the waiter's heart, and the waiter didn't say anything in the face of the customer's difficulties.

"Ahh Yes! Perhaps because he was too nervous, the waiter accidentally knocked over the water glass on the table, and the water flowed down the table to the customer's pants.

"Oops! What's the matter with you," the white-collar worker didn't jump out of the chair in a hurry, frowned, looked at the waiter unhappily, and ignored the waiter's constant apology, and said, "Did you mean it?" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," the waiter kept apologizing.

"How do you do a waiter?" The customer cocked Erlang's legs and looked at the waiter proudly.

The waiter clenched his hands uneasily, shrunk his head like an ostrich, and kept apologizing to the customer.

Ling Feng drank coffee quietly and ate dessert without much reaction, after all, this was a mistake by the waiter, and the male customer was angry and annoyed, which was also understandable, but the next crooked reasoning made Ling Feng a little unbelievable.

"I don't know if the customer is God, ah! Do you know? The customer put on a condescending attitude and lectured at the waiter.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry," the waiter bowed his head and was extremely humble.

"I'm here to spend money, I'm the uncle, do you know," the customer continued to make things difficult.

Ling Feng frowned unhappily, how could these people have an inexplicable sense of superiority as soon as they spend money, and they can dictate to others.

"I tell you, this person is divided into three, six, nine and so on, and like you, you will always live at the bottom," the customer continued to make things difficult.

The waiter lowered his head, already completely panicked, this situation was the first time the waiter had encountered it.

The waiter's inactivity annoyed the proud customer, who stood up from the table, poked the waiter's shoulder with his hand, and said, "What about you!" If you don't drive for half a day, don't you, and don't say anything, how are you going to solve this matter. ”

The customers around were quiet, no one intervened in this matter, and occasionally a few customers raised their heads to look at the waiter, but they were always forced back by the vicious eyes of white-collar workers.

"I really didn't mean to, or I'll give you free of charge," the waiter whispered.

"You're going to give it back to me! Do I need you to give me a free bill? "White-collar customers continue to be unrelenting.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to," the waiter's voice was already crying.

"What's wronged," the customer put back on the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and said: "The customer said a few words to you, and you were wronged, didn't you come out to serve people, and you can't stand this grievance?" As a waiter, you should be angry with this. ”

Ling Feng listened more and more wrong, and when he looked back, the waiter was already in tears at this time, and the whole person was close to collapse.

I don't even know how to solve it, but you can solve it for me! Say you don't even know what to say," the customer is unrelenting, as if the waiter has become his punching bag.

Just when the waiter was wronged, another waiter in the store hurriedly came out to play a round.

Seeing this, Ling Feng stopped his right foot, which he had already taken, and continued to drink his coffee.