Chapter Fifty-Seven: Slap in the Face at the Dinner Party and Sit at the Main Table

"You...."

Seeing the expression on Song Yiming's face, Qin Mo knew that he had not succeeded at all.

How could someone like his ex-wife fall in love with him.

No other merit can be found than a little money.

"It seems that I took back what I just said, and you don't even have the qualifications to pick up broken shoes."

When Song Yiming heard Qin Mo say this, he was still blushing just now.

As if he had thought of something, he smiled again.

"Broken shoes, haha, you think too highly of yourself, aren't you just a loser, you really put gold on your face!"

Hearing Song Yiming say this, Qin Mo's face showed a pitiful look, you are very pitiful.

"It seems that you don't know yet, she is my ex-wife!"

Murder and heart, that's what it says!

first made the other party think that he had won, and then stabbed him hard.

"You...."

The smile on Song Yiming's face suddenly froze, and he also saw the guests around him.

At this time, I looked at myself and felt weird.

It was, and he became the biggest joke on the field.

"Waiter, why are you still standing, this kind of person shouldn't let him stay here and drive him out of the villa."

Seeing that he was insulted like this, Song Yiming even forgot his demeanor.

The waiter was a little embarrassed to look at both sides.

Qin Mo really shouldn't have appeared in the hall, but it would be difficult to get out of the villa.

Looking at the chef's uniform on his body, he knew that he was here to help, and his status might still be on his own.

"Little brother, don't be afraid, he's a poor ghost, cooking, I didn't know that he was in college for so many years, and the clothes on his body were props mixed in."

Yang Wei took a look at the embarrassment of the waiter, and immediately knew the reason, and came over to help Song Yiming add a fire.

"Big brother, are you..."

Even if Qin Mo was now wearing a chef's uniform, the waiter was standing in front of him.

With a height of only 1.7 meters, it is like a child facing an adult.

He could only weaken his tone, for fear of angering Qin Mo, and he started to move, and it was himself who suffered.

"Good!"

He wanted to leave, and he didn't want to embarrass other people's servants.

"Well, the poor ghost should go back to his kennel."

Qin Mo no longer paid attention to the two forced goods, turned around and prepared to go out.

"Master Qin!"

The call behind him made Qin Mo stop.

At the same time, it also attracts the attention of the surrounding guests.

In everyone's eyes, Xu Xingguo was striding forward and walking towards a chef.

In some people's hearts, seeing the clothes on Qin Mo's body, they have already guessed about it.

Only the guests at the back two tables had doubts in their eyes.

I don't understand how a big man at the main table could know a chef with such a low status.

From the title just now, it is still used as an honorific title.

If no one is panicking, it is fake.

Yang Wei and Song Yiming's faces turned pale all of a sudden.

"Impossible," he kept grunting.

The guests who had just stood beside them, left a few steps away from them.

Who can get mixed up to this point, which one is not a shrewd person.

Only some people who pretend to be forced will continue to go to the verge of death.

"Old Xu!"

Qin Mo's response directly knocked the two of them into the abyss.

"Master Qin, I'm embarrassed, I was rude this time, I just asked you to look for you, but I didn't expect to come over, I invited you over, and I snubbed you, don't let my guys know, especially Wang Dehai..."

Xu Xingguo walked up to Qin Mo, held his hand and said, "Let's go, leave a seat for you!" ”

Hearing what Xu Xingguo said, everyone finally understood.

What a treat it was to leave the vacant seat for this young man!

I didn't see that even the city's second-in-command had to sit at the next table.

At this time, the people present looked at Qin Mo's appearance carefully, which was deeply engraved in their minds.

"By the way, who was unkind to my guests just now, I don't want to see them in the villa anymore."

Xu Xingguo, who grabbed Qin Mo's hand, didn't even look back.

Yang Wei and Song Yiming were like being struck by lightning under these words!

It's ironic to see that the servant who had just been summoned by himself was now driving himself!

For the little episodes that happened later, everyone didn't pay attention to them at all.

The people at the back two tables just have a little money, and they can't get into the eyes of other bigwigs.

What interests me now is the focus of attention.

Qin Mo!

are all speculating about the identity of this person.

Although Qin Mo is now wearing a chef's outfit.

But the temperament on his body already shows that his background is extraordinary.

In his mind, he searched carefully and carefully, and he couldn't find a person surnamed Qin at all.

Is it the above?

There's one, but is it possible?

"Come, let me introduce to you, this is a little friend I just met, Qin Mo!"

Hearing Xu Xingguo speak, all the guests immediately stopped their chopsticks and looked at the main table.

"Now on everyone's table, there is a Cantonese dish made by Master Qin."

Qin Mo made a total of ten dishes, exactly one dish per table of ten tables.

Hearing Xu Xingguo say this, they only found out at this time that there was a table of delicacies.

There is indeed one dish that is different.

Gastronomy, for them, is already secondary.

Reaching this position, what else has not been tasted.

Now that I heard Xu Xingguo say it, I immediately realized that something was wrong.

Judging from his respect for Qin Mo, the table must be exquisite.

Everyone unanimously picked up chopsticks.

Only the two tables in the back, there is no such treatment.

"This..."

Every guest who tasted it had an expression of disbelief on their faces.

Just like Xu Xingguo at the beginning.

The higher the status of the elite, the more obvious the shock.

This cooking skill has already transcended, which master is now in the state banquet.

Although the status of a chef is not very good, if it reaches the level of this young man now.

That is, the powerful want to associate with it.

"Well, I'm not exaggerating!"

Looking at the expressions on everyone's faces, I finally understood why Wang Dehai felt at that time.