At this time, there was also a guest at the next table, a European, white-haired, who looked a little old, but his face was very ruddy, his body was slightly fat, and he was dressed very ordinary, just a set of white shirts and jeans that had been washed I don't know how many times.

"Waiter, order." As soon as the man sat down, he immediately raised his hand and shouted.

"Here we go." The waiter turned around and walked up to the man, "Hello, old man, what do you want to eat?" ”

"You are a Chinese restaurant, do you know how to cook Chinese food?" The man asked.

The waiter said confidently: "Yes, as long as the ingredients are available in our store, you can order whatever you want." ”

The white-haired old man snorted, didn't look at the menu, and said casually: "Then bring me an egg fried rice, then a braised tofu and back to the pot meat, and finally stir-fry a plate of green vegetables, and the soup will make a tomato and egg drop soup." ”

After the old man finished ordering, he looked at the dumbfounded waiter and said, "Well, that's all for the time being, you can do it quickly." ”

Zeng Zhi listened to it on the sidelines, came to a high-end restaurant to order this ordinary fast food?

It's kind of interesting!

………………

Sure enough, when the waiter heard this, he said angrily: "I'm sorry, old man, we are now meal time, we are busy, and the kitchen is afraid that there is no time to cook these simple small dishes for you, why don't you order something else?" Or, go out and turn left and there's a small Chinese restaurant. ”

It feels like he is despising him: we are a high-end place, and we have to be like the young master behind us when we come, order some abalone, shark fin and the like, these are low-grade goods you order, we don't have them here, and even if we do, we won't sell them.

Too embarrassing, isn't it?

"No?" The white-haired old man said with some dissatisfaction, "Didn't you tell me just now that you can order as long as it's Chinese food?" And these are the most common ingredients I ordered, do you have them in your store? ”

The waiter is also a little angry, dressed so ordinary, but dares to come to a high-end restaurant, but the order is such a low-grade dish, isn't this to slap a swollen face and become fat?

So, he said with a cold face: "I'm sorry, sir, these dishes you ordered are too ordinary, we are a high-end restaurant, we don't make this kind of dish." ”

"What does it mean that a high-end restaurant doesn't cook this kind of food?" When the white-haired old man heard this, he was angry, and his voice became louder, "You tell me clearly, why can't these dishes be cooked?" I'm really going to eat at your place today! ”

"You ......" The waiter really has never seen such a dead face. I don't even say I can cook such an ordinary dish, and I still don't understand?

Zeng Zhi and a few of them sat at the next table, seeing and hearing the whole story.

"This person seems to be a food connoisseur, and the dishes he orders are the most ordinary, but the most ordinary ones are often the most chefs." Wang Yan whispered, she was a little curious about this white-haired old man. At the very least, she felt that she was a diehard who fought for food.

Zeng Zhi felt that it was nothing, wasn't it just a dispute? When eating, there is a quarrel next to it, and it is better to be lively and lively.

The two quarreled for a long time, attracting the attention of everyone in the restaurant, and the white-haired old man seemed to be angered, and said cruelly: "Let me tell you, I really must eat an egg fried rice here today, otherwise I won't give up!" ”

"Yo he, what's wrong with not being good and giving up? What are you going to do? Smashing my shop? ”

At this time, a group of people came out from behind, led by a young man in his twenties, followed by a group of black suits, who looked fierce and vicious, as if they had come out of the Matrix.

"Is that him? It's really a place in life where we don't meet! Zeng Zhi suddenly laughed, isn't that guy the rich second generation he just met in the mall?

Is this his shop?

………………

When the white-haired old man saw the other party's battle, he was also a little panicked, and said tremblingly, "What do you want to do?" ”

Counting, the young man is followed by seven or eight Matrix Empires, and the momentum is something that most people have to fear.

The young man walked over, didn't look at the white-haired old man, and said with a sneer, "What are you doing?" I don't plan to do anything, I just want to see, why don't you give up with me, I won't do your business, what's wrong? ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and immediately a bodyguard behind him brought up a box of cigars, opened and took out a cigar with the thickness of a finger, cut it off, and lit it, the whole process was very magnificent.

When the whole restaurant saw his fierce appearance, no one dared to say anything.

The white-haired old man also withered, outnumbered, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, count me unlucky." ”

With that, he was leaving. Who knew that the young man raised his hand and shouted, "Wait! ”

Immediately, a Matrix stood in the way of the white-haired old man, blocking his way out.

The young man sneered and said, "Do you really think this is your home, you can leave if you want?" ”

The white-haired old man was also a little panicked, and asked in a trembling voice, "Then what do you want?" ”

"Apologies!" The young man pointed to the waiter in his restaurant with a cigar.

The white-haired old man's face turned red with anger and he was panting, he was too old to suffer such humiliation.

"Hurry up and apologize, or Lao Tzu will let you lie down and go out!" The young man screamed and slapped the table hard, and suddenly the dishes and knives and forks on it made a chaotic sound.

Everyone in the restaurant was startled by this sudden movement, and everyone looked at this side with a look of fear, and some recognized it, this is the famous rich second generation in Manchester, John Huntelaar.

………………

Zeng Zhi is now finally convinced of one thing, that is, the arrogant and domineering rich second generation can be found everywhere.

Zeng Zhi still respects the old and loves the young, and when he saw the white-haired old man being bullied, he finally couldn't help but speak: "Hey, who are you scaring about?" ”

John Huntelaar didn't notice Zeng Zhi and his party in the corner just now, and when he heard someone squeaking when he showed his majesty, he suddenly became angry and scolded: "Damn, how can I scare you...... Hey, it's you? ”

As soon as he turned around and saw Zeng Zhi and the others, John Huntelaar was immediately taken aback, and his face turned pale.

It can only be said that what happened in the mall just now left too deep an impression on him.

"Yes, it's me!" Zeng Zhi raised his head to look at him, smiling and revealing his white teeth. But this expression made John Huntelaar feel creepy.

Zeng Zhi stood up, pointed at this frightened British rich second generation, and laughed: "I still remember, you said that you wanted me to be careful, I was already very careful, but I didn't expect to meet you again this turn!" You're really unlucky, didn't you go out today and didn't burn incense? ”

John Huntelaar didn't understand what it meant to burn incense, but it sounded scary.