Zheng Zeyu's attitude was already obviously unhappy. The man on the opposite side didn't expect us to be so "unknowledgeable". He was said to be unable to get off the stage for a while. After a few seconds, he frowned and said: Don't give face, right?"

"How much is your face worth, who knows who you are?"

This was not what Zheng Zeyu said. I turned my head to look, but saw Luo Xiangdong's black pupils with sheer disdain and disgust.

I'm so glad he wears a mask on that face, otherwise this disdain must be more obvious.

The smell of gunpowder appeared when the people on both sides talked, and the boss was extremely difficult to do in the middle, and he kept calming down: "Don’t make a noise, talk well if you have something to say."

The strange man, who was repeatedly suppressed by Luo Xiangdong and Zheng Zeyu, felt that his face could not be kept, and immediately turned his face: "Don't you want to face it? Brother talks to you well, you all **** don't understand human language, right?!"

As he said, he moved forward, but was held back by the people around him.

I didn't expect things to get to this point. With all my brains, people had already stepped forward and stood in front of Luo Xiangdong. Of course, I am not afraid that Luo Xiangdong will be beaten, I am afraid that Luo Xiangdong will reach out and beat others.

Do things with people in this place, isn't this a price drop for Luo Xiangdong and the others.

I looked at the disgusting man in front of me, resisted the unhappiness in my heart, and said aloud: "Everyone is here to eat. You must talk about first come first, and don't fight in other places, which will ruin their business. ."

The boss also smiled at the side: "That's right, everyone is here to join in, don't hurt your peace."

The man saw me standing in front of Luo Xiangdong, and Luo Xiangdong didn’t say anything, thinking that I was coming out to make the rounds. Instead, he got excited and raised his voice and said, “Don’t give me your face, I’ll be here today! The private room just now, go!"

With that said, he took someone to walk to the private room the boss left for us.

The woman with his arms around him snorted brazenly with a face of disdain as she passed in front of me.

I was really angry. I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people.

Between the electric light and flint, the anger from the bottom of my heart has rushed to the top of my head, and by the way, the soul that has beaten my reason is scattered. I reached out and grabbed the bag of the woman before.

After the woman took a step forward, she found that she hadn't moved, so she turned around and took a look.

Seeing me pulling her bag, she frowned and said in a quiet voice, "What are you doing?"

I replied with a calm face: "Do you want a face?"

She frowned deeper, and asked suspiciously, "What did you say?"

With more strength in my hand, I tore off the messenger bag from her body, threw it on the ground fiercely, and screamed, "I think you guys are the ones who don't want your face!"

Not only was I startled by the woman who threw the bag, the group of people beside her, and the few people behind me were all taken aback by my sudden movements.

I admit that I am an impulsive person who is completely irrational. But in the face of such shameless people, what do I say to them?

You give them face, they use your face as an insole.

It was a lively shop, because the two of us quarreled in public, and it became silent for a while. In particular, there were a lot of table guests in the store, all of them turned their heads to look at us with panic in their eyes.

The woman who was thrown away by me did not come back to her senses until five seconds later. She pointed her finger at me, her eyes widened and said, "You pick it up for me!"

A guilty breath surged from the bottom of my heart, lifted my foot and kicked her bag away, and then replied impatiently, "What the fuck!"

The woman was unexpected again, she took a step back in fright, and then stared at me.

When the man next to her saw this, his face was ugly. Just about to say something about me, I rushed ahead of him and said: "Women quarrel with men, don't interrupt. Do you dare to beat me or scold me? If you can't, just stop. Shut your mouth!"

After that, I looked at the angry woman next to him and said provocatively: "What do you look at, come and hit me if you don't agree, I can't beat you, bag, I will pick up the room, I will let it you guys."

All the words were done in one go, there was no rehearsal, all were played on the spot.

I clearly heard a table of guests sitting on our right, some people sighed in a low voice: "Damn, this woman is so cool."

The group of people on the opposite side was taken aback by what I said, but in the end the flat-headed man looked at the woman next to him and said, "Can you fight?"

Seeing me with a sullen face and an uncomfortable look, the woman hesitated to say nothing, fearing that she had a care in her heart.

The man waited for a few seconds, and finally cursed in a low voice, then said, "What a **** shame!"

After that, he set his gaze on me, raised his chin and said: "Okay, old girl, you are cruel, we will let you the private room."

With that, he took the lead and walked out.

The woman next to him pulled him and signaled that her bag was still on the ground. The man was so angry that when he saw it, he could not help but cursed in a low voice: "You the **** still want me to pick up the bag for you, pick it up by yourself. !"

A group of people huffed out, and the scolded woman picked up the bag by herself, without daring to lift her head, she ran out quickly.

The boss kept saying: "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry today."

After the group of people left, the boss looked at us and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect such a thing to happen. If some of you don't dislike it, I will invite you today."

I said, "Boss, hooligan scumbags are there all the time. You don't have to think about it, just send it away."

The boss said: "Yes, yes, thank you just now, if there is a fight, I don't have to do this business."

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I smiled and replied: "We can't fight, we are civilized people."

The boss personally took us into the private room and placed the order personally before turning around.

When there were only a few of us left in the room, I found that the four of them were actually moving in a unified manner, all staring at me unblinkingly.

I was stunned by them, I couldn't help but dodge my eyes, and whispered: "What do you see me doing?"

Zheng Zeyu curled his lips, gave me a thumbs up, and said, "It's so cool."

I was blushed by his praise, and said in a low voice: "Don't laugh at me, I should be embarrassed."

Wei Zheng smiled and said, "It's really handsome, I was silly just now."

The more they said, the more embarrassed I became, and finally had to reach out and touch my hair.

Luo Xiangdong took off his mask, and suddenly said, "Have you been mixed up before?"

"Huh?" I raised my head and looked at him, but saw him gracefully raising his hand to pick up the teapot, pouring water.

Luo Xiangdong didn't look at me either, but just asked himself: "Looking at your posture just now, you have caught up with the thirteenth sisters of Hongxing. If you say you haven't mixed up, I don't believe it."

I subconsciously pulled the corners of my lips, smiled awkwardly, and said: "No, I'm just afraid that you can't help but do it. Fighting with this kind of person would be a priceless one, so I might as well say a few words.

Luo Xiangdong poured half a cup of tea, not to drink, but to rinse the cup.

While shaking the cup, he looked at me and said, "What if that woman wants to fight you?"

I didn't even think about it and replied: "Hit, I can't beat her."

Luo Xiangdong's lips curled up with a smile that blurred sarcasm or admiration, his thin lips opened, and he said, "It seems that I will look at you differently in the future."

What he said is very meaningful, and I can't tell whether it is praise or derogation.

On the way to the meal, Zheng Zeyu started to play who is an undercover agent. I said: "Brother Zeyu, playing games is fine, but I can't drink like yesterday."

Zheng Zeyu said, "What's wrong? I feel sick after drinking?"

I laughed a little awkwardly, and replied aloud: "That's not true, it's just that my wine is not very good, and I talk nonsense after drinking."

Zheng Zeyu said frankly, "Oh, do you think you call Xiangdong Dongzi?"

My eyes stared, even they knew about this?

When Zheng Zeyu saw this, he smiled and replied, "Isn't it just a name, don't mind, whatever you call it after get off work."

I waved my hand and replied aloud: "No, no, I really can't drink that much anymore, and I can't get up at work the next day."

Zheng Zeyu said: "Then you drink a drink"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately overthrew himself and said, "No, let Xiangdong help you drink it."

Before I said anything, Luo Xiangdong raised his eyebrows and said, "Why should I drink?"

Zheng Zeyu said, "Who is Zijin closer to? Who is closer to whom will help drink."

Luo Xiangdong sneered slightly, and then said: "In terms of closeness, she is much better than you and me. Didn't you even praise the doll you gave her looks good? You should help her drink it."

Zheng Zeyu said: "You can't say that. After all, Zijin is the person you brought, and she is your assistant."

"It's not working time, and I'm not in a superior relationship with her."

Zheng Zeyu seemed to have caught something, and he immediately looked at me and said, "Zijin, have you heard that? He is not in a superior relationship with you now, so please call him Dongzi."

"Huh?" I was caught between Zheng Zeyu and Luo Xiangdong, in a dilemma.

Tell me to be awake and call Luo Xiangdong Dongzi. It's better to just kill me.

But Zheng Zeyu has been teasing me. I said I dare not call. Zheng Zeyu said: "Is there anything I dare not, we are all here, can he kill you?"

I thought to myself, Luo Xiangdong can't do anything, it's not surprising that he killed me. [$妙][笔$i][-阁].c

Zheng Zeyu stirred for a long time. Seeing that I still couldn't make this step, he stepped back and said: "Don't call Dongzi, then call Dongge Headquarters?"

I glanced at Luo Xiangdong quietly. For some reason, I can call Wei Zheng and Zheng Zeyu brothers, but I dare not call him brothers.

Maybe it is because he lacks an approachable intimacy, which makes me always feel that he is aloof, a face of evil capitalist.

Unexpectedly, Wei Zheng also made a noise to join in the fun. He smiled lightly and said: "Zijin, scream, you won't suffer."

Of course I know that Luo Xiangdong doesn’t suffer from telling brother, but

I couldn't open this mouth anyway, until Luo Xiangdong was irritated by Zheng Zeyu's arguing, he looked up at me and said, "Scream, call it, just buy it and stop."

After receiving the amnesty, I mustered up the courage and whispered: "Brother Dong"