Chapter 850: Golden Lord BOSS: After the movie, his ex-wife Meng Meng哒 (51)
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Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping
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- 2021-01-29 10:28:33
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In the VIP room, Michelle is a brand-name coat with a five-carat diamond ring.
Heavy makeup, pungent perfume.
"He, my niece is usually more proud, my eyes are on my head. She said that I appreciate a person, I still see it for the first time!" Mr. Smith praised his daughter while carefully observing his greetings. look.
However, there has been no sway of the waves of calmness and calmness. There is absolutely no way to see what he thinks from his expression.
The waiter’s lady just pushed in and put the hot soup on the table. I didn’t expect that Michelle, who was about to get up and pour the wine, was hit at this moment.
The waiter's lady instantly moved the hot soup in her direction, but she still couldn't avoid the red wine and sprinkled Michelle.
"What's the matter with you, you don't have long eyes to walk!" Michelle was very angry. The dress she wore today was a custom dress from Milan Fashion Week. The only one in the world, the price is over one million!
"I'm sorry..." Miss waiter was flushed with red face, sweat on his forehead, and his hands kept shaking.
"Is it useful? Call your manager to come over!" Michelle looked arrogantly at the scalded waiter, and did not intend to settle down.
Hearing, the woman that He Wei likes is this kind of class, and it is so coincidental that she is such a person.
So, are they not a match made in heaven?
If He Wei is not satisfied with his behavior, he should have come out to stop it. But he didn't, he still sipped a sip of red wine, and Yu Guang looked at the door from time to time.
Just fifteen minutes ago, Linda sent him a text message -
[He total, Miss Luo killed, please pay attention to check. 】
"Okay, what it looks like!" Mr. Smith's face was not very good, and he said in a round field: "This is nothing, no loss of heart."
Unfortunately, his ‘baby niece’ does not accept such a round.
"Dad, how can you forget this! This restaurant must be responsible, this is my favorite piece of clothing!" Michelle shook his hand at Mr. Smith's hand, pouting his mouth and looked particularly aggrieved. .
At this moment, the waiter's face has gradually become pale, more and more sweat on his forehead, but still holding a hot soup in his hand, afraid of splashing others.
"Really... I am really sorry."
"Can you shut up! Do you let you talk?" Michelle said unreasonably: "You are such a clumsy person here, not the signature of this restaurant? Today we The banquet is a big man. Do you think it is a city like you?"
"This lady, Xiaofan first took the soup to the table, and I still don't forget to remind you about it. It is obvious that you got up and bumped into her. How can you reverse this black and white?" Standing next to Xiaofan, another waiter. can not watch anymore.
She spoke with a little accent, looking nervous, but not afraid.
"Oh, I think you also want to accept my lawyer's letter!" Michelle sneered into the coat that was touched by red wine and fell into the chair with anger: "He is always a very distinguished guest, you are bothering today. My guest, I must let you go bankrupt!"
One hundred and fifty thousand is not a small number. Michelle’s words are spoken, and the waiter is shut up.
At this time, the door of the VIP room was opened by a bang.