"Sir, here are your crystal shrimp dumplings, chicken feet in drum sauce, barbecued pork buns, money belly, rice rolls..."

Several waiters successively served more than a dozen early breakfasts. Although the portions were not large, they were quite bluff, and the color was bright. Even Shao Zifeng, who did not eat early breakfasts, was a little moved.

After a few waiters finished their dishes, the leading waiter put a white napkin on his forearm, and bowed slightly to Shao Zifeng, "I wish you a happy meal."

Shao Zifeng was a little confused from the operation, how could a good Cantonese morning tea still feel like a western restaurant.

"Hey, please wait a minute."

Seeing the waiters leave one after another, Shao Zifeng called to stop the one who was walking at the end.

The waiter rolled his eyes, turned around to show a professional and stiff smile, and said, "Is there anything else you want, sir?"

Shao Zifeng looked at the waiter's slightly trembling lips, a little amused: "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 if we have any poor service?"

"Nothing."

"Then what can you do with our person in charge?" the waiter asked cautiously.

Shao Zifeng raised his eyebrows when he heard this. Why did you ask the person in charge to have no idea in your heart, because he was almost frozen into a dog and couldn't feel the cold?

Seeing that Shao Zifeng didn't reply, the waiter glanced around and said mysteriously: "Sir, do you want to complain?"

"I do not..."

"Then what can you do with our person in charge?" When the waiter heard that Shao Zifeng was not complaining, his face showed a professional smile again.

Shao Zifeng: . .

Looking at this somewhat mentally minded waiter, Shao Zifeng's mouth twitched a few times and said, "Well, I want to make a complaint."

When the waiter heard this, his attitude immediately became quite enthusiastic, and 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 unsatisfactory, and he is very careful...Barabara."

"I am different, I am warm and kind, I serve with a smile, and regard my work as my life... I must give a five-star rating when I review it."

Shao Zifeng looked stiffly at the waiter who was talking about it with a small mouth, and wanted to slap himself. Why did he stop such a broken mouth, he immediately interrupted: "May I ask your person in charge? Is it?"

"Good."

Just after Li Yiming came out of the bathroom after changing his clothes, he happened to see the brisk waiter leaving by Shao Zifeng, showing a curious look but didn't ask much.

"Brother Shao."

"Oh... it's coming out." Shao Zifeng stuffed a crystal shrimp dumpling into his mouth and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

Lifting his head, I saw Li Yiming put on his mid-length black down jacket with a white turtleneck sweater knitted by Shao Mu. The whole person looked a lot of sunshine.

If he can reduce his hair and eye hair, he should be a handsome boy if he changes his glasses.

Hmm... the kind of ordinary handsome who is much worse than himself.

Speaking of the difference in temperament between the two, Shao Zifeng himself has a good foundation, but he used to be poorly dressed and withdrawn, so the handsomeness is not so obvious.

He has gone through various things in the past half a year, his mentality has changed a lot, he has the habit of exercising, and He Juan has taken care of his extra clothes, so his temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Li Yiming's words, take a closer look at the facial features are somewhat soft, and the body is relatively thin and slender, um...in Internet terms, it is a scorpion, and in the eyes of a rotten woman, it is a small feeling.

Of course, Shao Zifeng did not help him because he wanted his beauty. Although he does not have a girlfriend, his sexual orientation is okay.

To be honest, sometimes he doesn’t know why he always wants to give him a hand. Maybe it’s the similarities between the two of them, maybe he is still telling himself under the coercion of others, or he is acting for himself. Back the pot.

In fact, this way of getting along with care and fear of hurting the other's self-esteem is tiring. In contrast, he still likes to get along with straightforward people like Chen Zhenglong and Yang Qian.

As for the bald-head strong...he just forget it, that guy is careful, and he's also a master who has to be careful.

Shao Zifeng looked up and down, and Li Yiming, who was already a little embarrassed, was even more restrained. He swallowed his saliva and his body was a little hot. Perhaps the down jacket was warmer and his palms were slightly sweaty.

"Sit down and eat." Seeing Li Yiming's overreaction, Shao Zifeng hurriedly told him to sit down: "I have eaten it just now. Try it. The early taste here is not bad."

"Thank you, Brother Shao." Li Yiming lowered his head and said, took his chopsticks and hesitated for a moment before picking up a char siu.

Seeing that he was awkward after a meal, only eating the tray of barbecued pork beside him, Shao Zifeng picked up something else for him, thought about it and said: "By the way, how is your big cock's new move training recently? Yes, I think it’s a hard work. Have you mastered it?"

"Ah." Li Yiming, who bowed his head for a meal, was taken aback, and quickly said: "It's almost a bit. I have been training with him when I went home recently.

Sure enough, when he talked about petting the beast, he was not so nervous, and he was also talkative. Only then did Shao Zifeng breathe a sigh of relief and began to chat with him.

"Manager, this is the guest who wants to complain."

At this moment, the waiter came with a fat middle-aged man. The middle-aged man seemed to have just exercised, with fine beads of sweat still on his head.

"Guest Neihou, don't wait for Yi to bring a cup-waiting experience." The middle-aged fat man in a suit wiped the sweat from his forehead. In the cold environment, his body shivered unconsciously.

Hiss, this Cantonese sounds inside...

That is to say too fast, Shao Zifeng couldn't understand it at all.

When Li Yiming saw someone coming, he stopped talking, lowered his head and slowly ate his breakfast.

Seeing Shao Zifeng’s reaction, the middle-aged man realized that this is not Guangcheng, and quickly said, “I’m sorry, guest, I’m not satisfied with it.”

"Oh~lightnovelpub.net~No, I just want to ask about the heating."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man turned his head and glared at the waiter.

The waiter opened his mouth and looked at Shao Zifeng grievously.

Sure enough, the beautiful man couldn't believe it.

Fortunately, I look ugly.

Thinking of this, the waiter was unexpectedly balanced.

"Don't wait for billions of guests. The heating has somehow broken, which brings an unwaiting dining experience." The middle-aged fat man said apologetically.

Shao Zifeng glanced suspiciously at the unfinished sweat bead on Fatty's forehead, then why are you so hot.

The fat man was taken aback, and smiled with a guilty conscience: "I'm afraid of the cold, and the office has independent air-conditioning, haha..."

Shao Zifeng: . .