The surname is Chang, the name is rich, and when you hear this name, you know that it is the prayer that the fathers put on the very fat son to be rich and noble when they named it.

Fugui's current situation is very embarrassing, in ancient times, he was called the down-and-out sour Xiucai, but now there is no suitable title for him, he should be a little writer who has not become famous.

Since he was a child, he was from a poor family, he loved literature, wrote good words and articles, and his parents hoped that their son would become a Chan and save money for him to finish college.

After graduating from college, Chang Fugui's father also asked someone to find him several jobs, most of which were clerks in the office to write materials, and he was a white-collar worker in a small city.

However, Fugui wants to become a great writer, so this hard-won job has been emasculated by his dream of being a writer.

Since then, Fugui has changed from a well-behaved child to a prodigal son and waste in the eyes of his parents, relatives and friends.

The seven aunts and eight aunts introduced him to many girls, but none of them could enter his magic eyes, and he was still a single person for a long time.

In order to get rid of the troubles, he finally chose to travel to Xi'an.

In the hustle and bustle of the city, it is difficult to move without money.

A few manuscript fees that are scarce can't support the daily life of the rich and noble.

Wanting to start a family is an unattainable myth.

You don't look down like life, life will torture you down.

finally couldn't hold it anymore, looking at the pairs of handsome men and women on the street, and then touching their little pockets that were cleaner than their faces, the youthful and budding rich finally had the idea of finding a job to earn money.

In this society, it is relatively easy for people with the ability to find a job that solves the problem of food and clothing.

Within a few days, Chang Fugui was hired as the office director of a construction company.

Although the scale of this construction company is not very large, Fugui quickly won the appreciation of the boss Mr. Qiao with his own ability, and he was handy in the company.

It may be more appropriate to say that it is the office director, in fact, it may be more appropriate to say that it is Mr. Qiao's personal secretary, and all the entertainment and entertainment of Mr. Qiao are arranged by him.

Since then, Fugui has accompanied Mr. Qiao to various high-end places, and served Mr. Qiao in front of and behind the saddle for all kinds of distinguished guests.

Every time the reception is arranged, Fugui is well arranged, and Mr. Qiao is also very satisfied.

No, just after the lunch break, Fugui got up and washed his face and prepared to go to work.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

It's Mr. Qiao's phone, I want to invite a few distinguished guests to dinner in the evening, there is a chief Ma who loves to sing, and Mr. Qiao asks Fugui to arrange a place with a good environment for singing and eating.

Fugui came to the office and got to know his colleagues, who recommended him to the fat brother fire bar, saying that the food tasted good and the environment was also very good.

Fugui picked up his mobile phone and unplugged the phone of the fat brother's fire bar!

Who would have thought that the unplugging of this phone call would form an indissoluble bond with his future life, and the love-hate love began here.

Ding Ding Ding, it was the phone ringing, and the little fat boss was reclining on the boss's chair behind the platform, leisurely spitting smoke rings.

Hearing the phone ringing, the little fat boss raised his head, revealing his little eyes that were confused, squinted at Wu Xiaomi, the waiter who was sitting not far from him, and said softly, "Xiaomi, answer the phone."

This chubby boss is a son inheriting his father's business, don't look at his appearance, but he can do his best to pass on the true inheritance of Lao Tzu, fry a good dish, and start the wind of Xiaohuo Bar business.

"Hey, hello, this is Fat Brother Huo, I'm the waiter here Xiaomi, is there anything I need to serve you?

Oh, and how many people do you need to book?

Is it just eating, or is it drinking and singing after eating?

The acoustics here are very good and you are satisfied.

I will reserve you in the 999 box, looking forward to your visit, sir in the evening".

Xiaomi speaks authentic Hanzhong Mandarin and seriously recommends the characteristics of this store for Fugui.

As soon as I heard Xiaomi, it was a professionally trained and experienced waiter, and his speech was crisp, sweet and decent, which made people feel very comfortable when they listened to it.

Fugui hung up the phone, and the sweet whispering of millet echoed in his ears, and he was unconsciously addicted for a while.

It seemed that the magnetic words had a feeling of affection for him at first hearing.

Ancient cities have ancient traditions, and ordinary people live ordinary lives.

It's dinner time again.

Xiaomi naturally tidied up her appearance, walked to the door mechanically as usual, and stood in front of the hall waiting for the distinguished guests.

After a while, a few middle-aged people came over from the parking lot, four men and three women, tall, short, fat and thin.

Xiaomi pondered in his heart, judging by the number of people, it should be the customer who answered the phone in the afternoon to make a reservation.

When the other party pulled and swayed and walked to the hallway.

Xiaomi greeted him with a smile and said: Good afternoon, gentlemen and beauties, welcome to Fat Brother Huo.

Do you have a reservation, sir, is it the private room?

The young man of medium stature who walked in front did not raise his head, and while guiding the VIP behind him, he casually said: Three 9s.

According to Xiaomi's rich experience, at first glance, this person must be two hundred and five out of pocket.

Sir, please, your VIP box 999 is here, Xiaomi said as he led the guests into the hall.

With the prevarication and courtesy of several people, they sat down in the box.

According to their polite conversation, Xiaomi learned that the spiritual young man was Director Chang, and the person sitting in the guest position was a section chief Ma from an unknown unit, and a handsome tall middle-aged man on the left hand was named Mr. Qiao.

Ma Ke's chubby figure looked like a winter melon, and on his right hand sat a woman similar to his fat body.

From time to time, the two of you push me and flirt for a while.

Chang Fugui stood up and respectfully handed the menu to the head of the winter melon, asked the section chief to order, and then casually asked Xiaomi: "Where is the bathroom?"

Sir, please, the bathroom is here, I'll take you there.

Millet brought Fugui to the door of the bathroom.

At the moment when Xiaomi turned around, maybe it was the reason why Fugui was in a hurry to go too fast and follow too closely, and Xiaomi crashed into Fugui's arms.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Xiaomi quickly apologized.

Then he slowly raised his head and looked at Fugui, and it happened that Fugui also came back to his senses and looked at Xiaomi.

The casual eyes of the two people met.

The four eyes are facing each other and looking at each other, which means that their hearts and minds meet.

The distance between each other is obviously narrowed through unconscious eyebrow flirtation.

After a short pause, Xiaomi subconsciously lowered his head and said: Sir, the bathroom is here, I will go back to the box to order food first, and then turn around and leave.

Fugui is really cowardly, and his eyes follow Xiaomi's back until he disappears.

This demeanor is exactly as the lyrics say:

"Checked the look

You're the one I want to flirt

There has never been a moment so serious as it is today

I feel like I've lost my soul."

This girl made a great impression on Fugui.

Medium stature, long hair shawl, slight eye movements, slightly shy face, clear temperament, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate, as if it is his dream lover.

Back in the private room, Xiaomi picked up the ordering code scanner and came to the winter melon section chief.

The chief of the winter melon section is holding the menu and discussing with the friends next to him what dishes are delicious, what dishes are big supplements, and so on.

They didn't seem to pay attention to Mr. Qiao, who was sitting next to him, and the others.

Xiaomi guessed that the others must be the fat section chief's subordinates or the people who asked him to do something.

Seeing Xiaomi coming, the section chief raised his head, staring at Xiaomi with two eyes for a long time and refusing to leave.

Look, this pair of little eyes are closed into a slit due to the bloated muscles of the face.

I don't know what he thinks of beautiful women.

No wonder the fat woman sitting next to him is similar to himself, and he still looks like a treasure, flirting and scolding in front of the public.

The woman next to the fat section chief is really not good, her lips are red as if she has just eaten raw pork, her face is rubbed with a thick layer of powder, it seems that a layer of white putty has been scraped on the wall, and the perfume smoked by the spray can make people breathless, and the fat section chief is really a pair that complements each other.

She saw the fat section chief staring at Xiaomi with straight eyes, and she was immediately jealous.

But it seemed that she didn't dare to get angry, so she just pushed the section chief's shoulder with her hand and said: Section chief, hurry up and order food, everyone is hungry.

The fat section chief came back to his senses at this time, and said with a smile: Order, order, what does the baby want to eat?

This fat section chief is really shameless, he doesn't know how to feel distressed when he spends his own money, and everything he orders is expensive and good.

Can you eat it after ordering so much, no wonder they are as fat as winter melons.

Xiaomi scolded secretly in his heart, but said: Section chief, how many of you are there?

The fat section chief replied: Just seven of my door, what's wrong with the beauty?

Xiaomidao: The amount of dishes in my store is relatively large, is it a bit too much for 7 people and 18 dishes?

The fat section chief said unhappily: Those who open stores are afraid that others will eat too much.

Are beauties afraid that we won't pay for white food?

Xiaomi hurriedly lowered his head and said unnaturally: Section chief, you misunderstood, then Xiaomi will give you an order, please drink tea, press the pager if you have something, Xiaomi is on call.

On call? Can it meet all our needs?

The fat section chief said and handed the menu to Mr. Qiao on the left-hand side, let Mr. Qiao consider it, and then reached out and touched it over the millet buttocks.

Xiaomi is not a battle-hardened old waiter, and when the section chief raised his hand, he had cleverly dodged it, and the fat section chief touched the air.

Xiaomi looked at Mr. Qiao, and Mr. Qiao handed her the menu and asked her to serve the food according to the request of the fat section chief.

Although Mr. Qiao doesn't talk much, he has a gentlemanly demeanor at first glance, which has left a good influence on Xiaomi.

Millet nodded, and casually said Gentlemen and beauties, please drink tea first, the dishes will be fine for a while, disturb, and then walk towards the door.

Whether fate is fate or not, although there is a share.

As soon as Xiaomi opened the door, Chang Fugui, who came back from going to the bathroom, happened to also enter the door, and it happened that Xiaomi bumped into his arms.

Fugui was afraid of knocking down Xiaomi, and he stretched out his hands and subconsciously hugged Xiaomi.

Maybe it was because he was knocked out, Fugui didn't mean to let go for a long time.

Xiaomi thought to herself, people haven't been knocked down by you, what are you doing even if you're holding people, this Director Chang is really, Xiaomi struggled.

Fugui realized that he was out of shape, and hurriedly let go of his hand and looked at Xiaomi.

Xiaomi also just raised his head and looked at Fugui.

Look at each other again, and look at each other again!

I've made sure you're the one I need, and in the light of the day, you're making my blood flow faster and my heart beating.

Rich, do you have a good relationship with a beautiful woman, or do you say that you are a pervert?

Xiaomi lowered her head and hurriedly said: Sir, please take a seat, I will go and place an order for you and let the master cook.

Oh oh oh, Fugui looked away and moved his steps, reluctantly walking towards his seat.

Everyone saw all this, but no one laughed at him, Qiao just smiled and didn't make a sound.

Only our chief didn't accumulate virtue in his mouth, and laughed mercilessly:

"Xiao Chang, you are a little tall, if you are as tall as me, you must not be the same as mouth to mouth, then I don't know what it tastes like."

When Xiaomi heard the words of the section chief of the winter melon, she blushed and ran out with her head down.

But Xiaomi thought to herself, if you really bump into you, which Xiaomi will definitely be disgusting and can't eat.

Look at your winter melon-like figure, even if you meet, you have a big belly, can your mouth easily touch together, it's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat, millet scolded secretly in her heart while walking.