Chapter 15: How Old Are You?
"Okay, don't regret it!"
Just as Zhu Teng and the three of them were about to go out, the door of the private room was kicked open, and then a richly dressed young man walked in with a woman with heavy makeup in his arms.
Well?
This scene made Yang Mo frown.
"Hey, brother, did you go to the wrong private room?" Hou Bao asked the young man with a frown.
"Go to the wrong private room?" the young man smiled coldly, and immediately scolded, "Your sister! Lao Tzu didn't go to the wrong private room, this floor has been covered by Lao Tzu, you all get out of here!"
What the!
As soon as the young man said this, Hou Bao's face was ugly, and he couldn't help but retort: "Why didn't I hear that someone had chartered the venue just now?" Anyway, I have already booked this private room, you can go to the manager to theorize, but don't disturb us to eat now, please go out immediately." ”
"Let Lao Tzu go out?" Hehe, you don't know who Lao Tzu is?" The young man let go of the woman in his arms, pointed at Hou Bao and yelled, "Don't talk about this floor, even this restaurant is our home! Lao Tzu tells you to get out now, you can get out of Lao Tzu! Otherwise, I will let the restaurant security guard throw you all out!"
Hearing the young man's wild words, Hou Bao's face was embarrassed, while Jia Xin and the others stood aside, gloating and watching the show.
Soon, the manager of the restaurant hurried in.
"An Shao, this ...... What's going on?" the manager asked with a shudder as he seemed to be afraid of the young man, and he didn't bother to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
An Shao?
When they heard this title, everyone in the private room chuckled in their hearts.
Especially Wu Yi, his complexion changed suddenly, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at the young man: "An Shao, are you An Qing, the only son of the third master of the An family?"
Anqing, the only son of An Daolin, the third elder of the An family, is one of the famous gentlemen in Weicheng!
It is said that Anqing is arrogant and domineering, relying on the name of An Jia, doing nonsense outside, and even letting go: he wants to drive the best car, drink the best wine, and sleep with the most beautiful woman in his life.
"Since you kid knows Lao Tzu, what are you still doing here beep, don't get out of here!"
Seeing that Wu Yi recognized himself, An Qing even more nostrils turned to the sky, and waved his hand violently.
It's really him!
The corners of Wu Yi's mouth suddenly flashed with a sinister sneer, and he turned his gaze to Yang Mo and Hou Bao, and said gloatingly: "We were going to leave, but we were just ...... Tsk, now you have to get out too. ”
"You ......" Hou Bao's face was gloomy, and his face was covered with green tendons.
He had heard of Anqing's arrogance before, especially the An family behind him, which was by no means an existence he could afford to provoke.
But once he rolls out of the private room like Wu Yi, he will lose face, and in the eyes of Wu Yi's group of people, he will not be able to raise his head at all.
Now, Hou Bao clenched his hands, it was really difficult to ride a tiger.
At this moment, Jia Xin looked at Hou Bao gloatingly, and suddenly felt extremely happy in his heart, and felt a bad breath.
At this time, the manager saw Hou Bao's hesitation, his face suddenly sank, and he said unceremoniously: "Several, this floor has indeed been covered by An Shao, let's go out, don't disturb An Shao's meal, I'll go downstairs in the lobby to change a table for you." ”
The manager is polite on the surface, but the tone cannot be refused.
He knew that almost everyone in the An family was here today, and they wanted to celebrate the recovered An Daotong, and if there was a slight mistake, he, the manager, would not do it.
After speaking, Wu Yi led Jia Xin and Zhu Tengdang out first, and then stood at the door of the private room, gloating and waiting for Yang Mo and Hou Bao to roll out in disgrace.
However, a faint voice sounded: "Since we have already booked this private room, it is ours, why should we go out?"
Belch?
This sentence suddenly sounded, and everyone present was stunned.
They turned their heads to look and found that the person who spoke turned out to be Yang Mo.
"Yang Mo, do you know who An Shao is, what else do you dare to ask for such a waste!" Wu Yi sneered disdainfully.
"Wouldn't it be better if this poor ghost wants to find death? ”
Thinking of this, Jia Xin smiled at An Qingyan.
It's just that An Qing didn't look at Jia Xin at all, his eyes narrowed together, staring directly at Yang Mo.
"Boy, you are really ignorant and fearless, and you dare to disobey my orders!"
Seeing that An Qing was furious, the manager and the other people near the private room shivered in unison.
At the same time, the schadenfreude in the eyes of Jia Xin and Wu Yi is even better.
In their eyes, Yang Mo didn't know what the An family stood for, he was purely looking for death.
At this time, Jia Xin noticed Hou Bao's pale face, and his heart became more proud, and the smile on his face became more gloomy.
Hou Bao, Hou Bao, aren't you going to cut off the old lady for the sake of this poor ghost? Then you wait now, wait to see your brother being beaten by An Shao all over the ground looking for teeth, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy!
However, Yang Mo turned a blind eye to the expressions of Jia Xin and the others, looked at An Qing with a smile on his face, and said playfully: "Disobey your orders? How old are you? Even your uncle An Daotong owes me a life!"
What the?
Ataotong owes him a life?
When Yang Mo's words sounded, the entire private room suddenly became silent.
Hiss!
A trace of cold sweat appeared on Hou Bao's forehead, dripping down his eyebrows, and his face became more and more ugly, and finally turned into a dead ash.
You must know that Anqing is not a good man and a woman, and there are many appalling things he has done on Weicheng Road.
And at this moment, Yang Mo actually scolded him for something.
In particular, Yang Mo not only scolded An Qing, but also ignored An Daotong, the head of the An family.
At this moment, Wu Yi and Zhu Teng's eyes were about to fall, and they were shocked by Yang Mo's words, and their faces were expressionless.
"This ...... This fool actually scolded An Shao...... There is also the head of the family...... God help me! Haha! This poor ghost is dead, and now he must be dead!"
Jia Xin's gaze at Yang Mo was full of contempt, as if he was looking at an idiot, desperately suppressing the excitement in his heart.
"Okay, boy, you have a kind! Today, if I don't abolish you, Lao Tzu won't believe in An!" An Qing didn't laugh angrily at the moment, he actually gave Yang Mo a thumbs up.
Growing so big, it was the first time he had met such a bold bastard, and he actually pointed at his nose in front of him and scolded himself for nothing.
"Manager!"
After laughing, Anqing suddenly burst into tears, which frightened the manager next to him and hurriedly stepped forward.
"Did you hear what this little beast said just now?" An Qing asked, pointing at Yang Mo.
"Listen...... I heard you!" replied the manager, trembling.
"It's good to hear it!" An Qing nodded, his cold gaze fell on Yang Mo, "Give you a minute, I'm going to break one of this little beast's legs and make him kneel to apologize to me!"