"Huh?" Everyone was stunned for a moment, and their expressions suddenly became a little weird. It's fine to be recognized by the guests, and it's over after a simple fool. Now they are directly recognized by the boss's daughter, and they directly asked them if they were here to mess up the scene. Well, I didn't know how to answer for a while.
Amy's words also immediately attracted everyone's attention. At first, not many guests noticed the visiting group, but they were awakened by Amy. Scallion pancakes and big pork chops are all well-known foods in Aden Square. Who are these bosses? They all showed doubts and curiosity. Could it be that they are really here to mess things up like Amy said
Crassus and Julian also turned their heads and looked, if someone dared to mess up the situation when they were present, wouldn't that be too disrespectful to the two of them
Bradley also looked at the group of people in surprise, wanting to see who had the guts to destroy the restaurant.
"I used to watch it in front of your restaurant. The big pork chops must be super delicious, right? The shallot pancakes also smell delicious." Amy nodded and continued, but her face changed quickly, with a bit of scrutiny Looking at everyone, "But why do you come to my restaurant together today? If you come to eat, of course you are very welcome. The rainbow fried rice and meat sandwiches made by my father are super delicious."
"But if it's to mess things up, then I don't agree. If Amy is angry, it's super fierce!" Amy's tone changed, and she put her fists in both hands in front of her face, bared her teeth hard, and looked serious Said.
"Pfft so cute." Bernice looked at Amy who was trying to pretend to be fierce, and burst out laughing. Her eyes were full of little moons. Her two children were almost adults, and they couldn't run outside every day. It's been a long time. Seeing such a cute little guy, I suddenly felt a little bit of maternal love.
"We're not here to mess things up." Andrew waved his hand a little awkwardly, looked at Amy, a little at a loss, the little guy is small, and he looks really cute, and he praised his fried pork chops for being delicious, Although the nickname is a bit strange, it is not unacceptable, but I don't know how to explain the problem of them coming together.
"Well, little girl, we're here for dinner, not to mess things up." Miles calmed down a lot, smiled and shook his head.
"Really?" Amy was still a little skeptical, but she slowly put down her little hand that was raised in front of her, nodded and said, "Then you guys eat obediently."
Everyone nodded, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that being stared at by this little girl was more stressful than being stared at by the boss.
"I'm sorry, the child is still young and not very sensible, please forgive me for what I said." At this time, Mag came out with a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice and put it in front of the guests at the table next to him. He reached out and touched Amy's head. , looked at Andrew and his party and said with a smile, but there was no sense of blaming Amy in the words and expressions.
They are all in the same company, and they came together. He doesn't believe that there is no hostility or prying intention, but he doesn't stretch out his hand to hit the smiling face. They don't make trouble, and he doesn't say anything. It also represents his attitude.
Of course you can come to eat, anyway, the money is the same, and there is a wave of new customers entering the store. McGregor sees the success, but if he wants to make trouble, he is not a good person.
"Yeah." Amy rubbed Mag's palm, obediently silent.
"Why, the little girl is so cute." Bernice looked at Mag. She was about 30 years old, with a thin body, but she was in good spirits, with clear eyes, wearing simple and clean black and white clothes, surrounded by The black apron looks refreshing and neat, which is completely different from the greasy feeling of other chefs.
"Boss, we are both the owners of the restaurant in Aden Square. We just got together to chat today. Seeing that your business is the best, we said that we should come over for a meal and try the delicious food that attracts so many customers. I don't mean anything else, I hope you won't misunderstand." Myers looked at Mag with a smile, and he didn't mean to hide his identity, but he was quite generous.
Mag looked at Miles. He was in his forties, with a medium build, wearing a well-tailored black blouse, and his hair was combed up meticulously. He seemed to be a person who was strict with details. He nodded with a smile and said: "Welcome, please sit down and wait, your order will be served in a while." There were two tables next to them who were about to check out, and they motioned for everyone to sit down, then turned and went into the kitchen.
The guests thought that there might be a conflict, but they didn't expect the matter to be resolved harmoniously, without even a verbal confrontation. They looked away slightly disappointed and continued to enjoy the food.
"This boss seems to be quite easy to talk to." Bernice sat down and brushed the hair on her forehead with a smile. Although she was nearly forty years old, her skin was well maintained and she looked quite gentle. Because it is often soaked in water and holds a knife, it looks a little rough and has some calluses.
"Yeah, when I was my age, I didn't have this kind of bearing." Bishop also nodded, a little ashamed, and almost got angry just after being teased by a customer. If he saw a group of colleagues suddenly come to the door, he probably came out of the kitchen. When I was there, I would have a kitchen knife in my hand.
"You don't have the patience even now." The bald uncle said with a smile, and everyone laughed heartily when they heard this.
Mr. Bishop's temper has been hot for ten years, and he has strictly controlled the three sons in the family. But because of this, the old man can now be a shopkeeper, and any of the three sons can be taken care of alone. , there is still nothing to say on this point.
"Who said that?" Bishop blushed, but everyone had known each other for ten or twenty years, so they didn't say anything.
"Little girl, is your name Amy?" Bernice turned to look at Amy and said with a smile.
"Yes." Amy nodded, looked at Bernice with great interest, and asked curiously, "Aunt Hua Apron, where is your flower apron?"
"I took it off before I came here. You don't need to wear an apron when you're not cooking." Bernice looked at Amy with a smile. An apron? If you like it, I can give you a small floral apron."
"Okay! Okay! From now on, Amy can wear it when she learns to cook with her father." Amy clapped her little hands happily.
"Your rougamo, please enjoy it slowly." At this time, Yabei Mia came out with a tray, and distributed each rougamo to the hands of everyone, and said with a smile.