"Sir, here are your crystal shrimp dumplings, chicken feet in drum sauce, barbecued pork buns, money belly, and rice rolls"
Several waiters served more than a dozen breakfast dishes one after another. Although the quantity was not large, it was quite intimidating, and the color was bright. Even Shao Zifeng, who didn't eat breakfast, was a little moved.
After the waiters finished serving the dishes, the lead waiter had a white napkin on his bent forearm and bowed slightly to Shao Zifeng: "I wish you a happy meal."
Shao Zifeng was a little confused by the set of operations, how could a good Cantonese-style morning tea still taste like a western restaurant.
"Hey, please wait."
Watching the waiters leave one after another, Shao Zifeng called to stop the last one.
The waiter rolled his eyes and turned around with a professional and stiff smile: "Do you have any other requests, sir?"
Shao Zifeng looked at the slightly trembling lips of the waiter and laughed a little: "Is your person in charge here?"
When the waiter heard that Shao Zifeng was looking for the person in charge, he immediately became vigilant: "Sir, may I ask what is wrong with our service?"
"No."
"Then what do you have to do with our person in charge?" the waiter asked cautiously.
Shao Zifeng raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, why did you tell the person in charge that you didn't have any pressure in your heart
Seeing that Shao Zifeng didn't reply, the waiter glanced left and right, and said mysteriously, "Sir, don't you want to complain?"
"I do not"
"Then what do you have to do with our person in charge?" When the waiter heard that Shao Zifeng was not complaining, a professional smile appeared on his face again.
Shao Zifeng: . . .
Looking at this dead-headed waiter, Shao Zifeng twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Okay, I want to complain."
When the waiter heard this, his attitude immediately became a lot more enthusiastic. He bent down slightly and said in a low voice, "Yes, sir, I also think that some people's service attitude is really problematic. For example, our foreman, his name is Zuo Xiaokun, The attitude towards customers has always been rude, and I am especially careful about Barbara.”
"I am different. I am warm and cordial, serve with a smile, and regard work as life. I must give a five-star evaluation."
Shao Zifeng stared stiffly at the waiter who was talking endlessly with a small mouth. He wanted to slap himself. How could he stop such a broken mouth? He quickly interrupted: "May I call your person in charge? Is it?"
"Okay."
Li Yiming just finished changing his clothes and came out of the bathroom, just in time to see the brisk waiter leaving from Shao Zifeng's side, showing a curious look but didn't ask any further questions.
"Brother Shao."
"Oh, it's out." Shao Zifeng stuffed a crystal shrimp dumpling into his mouth and wiped his mouth with a tissue.
Looking up, I saw Li Yiming put on his mid-length black down jacket, which was a white turtleneck sweater woven by Mother Shao. He looked a lot more sunny.
If he can lose his eye-reaching hair again, he should be a handsome guy with a pair of glasses.
Um, the kind of ordinary handsome who is much worse than himself.
Speaking of which, the temperament of the two is very different. Shao Zifeng himself is pretty good, but he didn't pay attention to his clothes before, and he was withdrawn, so he was not so handsome.
In the past six months, he has experienced various things, his mentality has changed a lot, he has the habit of exercising, and the clothes are all arranged by He Juan, so his temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Li Yiming's words, if you take a closer look, the facial features are soft, and the body is relatively thin and slender. Well, in Internet terms, it is a sissy, and in the eyes of a rotten girl, it is Xiaoshou.
Of course, Shao Zifeng didn't help him because he was coveting his beauty. Although he didn't have a girlfriend, his sexual orientation was fine.
Seriously speaking, he himself sometimes doesn't know why he always wants to pull him, maybe it's because the two have similar personalities, maybe he still tipped off to himself under the coercion of others, or maybe he took care of himself. Back the pot.
In fact, he was very tired of getting along with such a cautious, for fear of hurting the other party's self-esteem. In contrast, he still liked to get along with straightforward people like Chen Zhenglong and Yang Qian.
As for the bald head, he doesn't care, that guy is careful, and he is also a master who needs to be carefully served.
Being looked up and down by Shao Zifeng, Li Yiming, who was already a little embarrassed, was even more cautious. He swallowed, his body was a little hot, maybe his down jacket was warmer, and his palms were sweating slightly.
"Sit down and eat." Seeing Li Yiming's overreaction, Shao Zifeng hurriedly asked him to sit down: "I ate it just now, you can try it, the breakfast here is not bad."
"Thank you, Brother Shao." Li Yiming lowered his head and said, picked up his chopsticks and hesitated for a while before picking up a barbecued pork.
Seeing that he was embarrassed to eat, he only ate the drawer of barbecued pork beside him, Shao Zifeng gave him something else, thought about it and said, "By the way, how's your new big cock training recently? Now, I think it is quite hard work, have you mastered it?"
"Ah." Li Yiming, who bowed his head to eat, was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "It's almost, I have been training with him when I go home recently."
Sure enough, when he talked about pet beasts, he was not so nervous, and he was able to talk about sex. Shao Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief, and began to chat with him.
"Manager, it's this guest who wants to complain."
At this moment, the waiter came over with a chubby middle-aged man. The middle-aged man seemed to have just exercised, and there were fine beads of sweat on his head.
"Guest Neihou, waiyiyi brings a cup-waiting experience to Nei." The middle-aged fat man in a suit wiped the sweat on his forehead. In the cold environment, his body shuddered unconsciously.
Hiss, this Cantonese sounds smug.
That is to say, it was too fast, and Shao Zifeng couldn't understand it at all.
Li Yiming stopped talking when he saw someone coming, lowered his head and slowly ate breakfast.
When the middle-aged man saw Shao Zifeng's reaction, he remembered that this was not Guangcheng, and quickly said, "I'm sorry, guest, may I ask if you are dissatisfied."
"Oh, no, I just wanted to ask about the heating."
Hearing the words, the middle-aged man turned his head and glared at the waiter.
The waiter opened his mouth and looked at Shao Zifeng aggrieved.
Sure enough, beautiful men can't believe what they say.
Good thing I'm ugly.
Thinking of this, the waiter felt a lot of unexpected balance.
"Waiting for billions of guests, the heating is broken for some reason, and it brings a dining experience that you can't wait for." The middle-aged fat man said apologetically.
Shao Zifeng glanced suspiciously at the bead of sweat on Fatty's forehead that had not been wiped off, then why are you so hot.
Fatty was stunned for a moment, then smiled guilty: "I'm afraid of the cold, the office has an independent air conditioner, haha"
Shao Zifeng: . . .
Thanks to Boss "Lu" for the reward, Boss Lu has a lot of money.
Lu: "Group Master, you kiss me again"
Lu: "How come back to fourth, still kiss!"
(End of this chapter)