"Male god, is it okay for me to be your boyfriend."

The girl smiled and said words that were almost joking, but her dark jade eyes were full of seriousness.

Mo Yuan was indifferent, his thin lips pursed into a line.

"Wait a minute."

Cloud Shadow suddenly jumped up and ran out the door.

Before Mo Yuan could react, he saw the figure that disappeared at the door.

Mo Yuan's eyes were slightly dark, and there seemed to be a cold aura around him.

Obviously, Cloud Shadow's words still had a slight fluctuation on him.

The silence in the private room is palpitating.

After a while the door opened.

A group of waiters dressed in elegant cheongsam, pushing the plate high in their right hands, poured into the private room like a swimming dragon.

At the front of them was a dissolute man.

It seems that for the occasion, he is also wearing a gown.

The ancient culture of the Orient is rich in color.

When he came in, his face was extremely improper, but after seeing the people in the private room, he instantly retracted, "Mo Shao, why are you here?" ”

walked steadily, looking like acquaintances.

Mo Yuan glanced at him lightly.

"Could it be that Miss Yun ordered a full Han banquet for you?"

There was also a casual coat hanging on the carved wooden chair opposite Mo Yuan, and the man's mind turned, and he quickly guessed it.

"Amazing, Mo Shao!"

The man gave Mo Yuan a thumbs up.

This restaurant belongs to his family.

Because his surname is tea, he took the name of 'tea house'.

And because the name sounds a bit elegant.

He directly turned the original Western-style aristocratic restaurant into a clean and elegant private dish.

It imitates the courtyard model after ancient times, and only accepts appointments to come to the door, and it is customized.

The chef of the tea house is rumored to be a craftsman left over from the imperial era, and all the famous dishes of the country, only those that are not famous, there is nothing that he can't make.

It is very popular with the masses.

However, not to mention the high price of the tea house, it is extremely difficult to make reservations, only 20 tables a day are accepted, and the current seats have been booked until three months later.

So the customer's information is very transparent with him.

Today's order came in from the queue.

Don't ask why there is such a thing as cutting in line, now the world has the right to have money is king.

Cutting in line is a common thing for him, he is a businessman, and as long as it does not cause him losses, he will turn a blind eye.

So just cutting in line naturally won't attract his attention.

The important thing is to place an order in the queue.

A table full of Han people was named.

You must know that this thing is something that will only be served in the palace feast in ancient times, and a large number of imperial chefs in the imperial dining room jointly do this, which is made by a single craftsman in his tea house in one day.

Of course, the employees below wanted to hold things to him, and his first thought was to refuse.

But I don't know what is wrong with the system, and the order cannot be crossed out from the system.

The message that the order has been accepted is displayed all the time.

The technical department could not find out the reason.

Then the tea boss went into battle in person, so to say that the number of Manchu and Han seats was too much, and he hoped that the number of customers could be reduced.

Unexpectedly, this customer is a person who doesn't eat oil and salt, and bluntly said that there is no less, and she doesn't care if there is more.

At that time, he was so angry that he almost opened a scolding war with the customer through the screen!

"Mo Shao, can you tell this Miss Yun, let's reduce our number by half, so much, the two of you can't finish eating, right?"

The tea boss talked to Mo Yuan about the matter and pleaded.