Chapter 1748: The anger of the foodie girl

Everyone was chattering, and mocking words swept over the river for a while.
But I have a thick-skinned face. As long as I don't talk about my family or insult my relatives and friends, it doesn't matter how you humiliate me with words. Anyway, there will be no less meat. The right is to listen to a group of wild ducks arguing and crying.
Standing a step away from the gate, I raised my eyes and looked inward, waiting for someone to appear.
Not long after, a figure walked out, and at the same time, there was a series of familiar voices, but the voices seemed a bit pungent and impatient.
"You guys are screaming outside the store. Isn't it annoying!" The foodie girl has a sturdy face, quite like a boss.
She walked out of the store, stood akimbo with her eyebrows upside down, and screamed: "Call someone else's house to eat again. Noisy guests are not welcome here!"
After hearing the words of a foodie girl, my brows jumped.
This is so rude and straightforward, like a chasing order, for businesses whose customers are God, this is simply a taboo.
However, to my surprise, the guests not only did not leave because of being reprimanded, but all of them looked like frightened quail, shrinking their necks, and no more words, but all of them looked at me, full of gloat.
80% of them thought the foodie girl would scold me too.
If I were not the boss here, I might really be scolded, but it's a pity.
The foodie girl saw me as soon as she hit her eyes. She walked to me with her hips akimbo and looked at me with her head up, like a mighty cockfight.
Staring at me for a long while, she snorted and said, "I don't know what to say about you anymore. As the big boss here, it took so long to return to the store once. Isn't he going to want this property? "
I chuckled and said, "Skills is a specialty. Business is not my strong point. Even if I want to do it, I can't figure it out. It's better to entrust it to you, which is both peace of mind and peace of mind."
The foodie girl curled her mouth and murmured dissatisfiedly: "Huh, you are quite comfortable. I work hard all day, and I don't even have any time to rest."
I smiled wryly, without saying a word.
The popularity of multinational restaurants is not only because of their high quality and low prices, but also the hard work and management of foodies.
It can be said that the foodie girl not only has hard work, but also has more credit.
She deserved to complain to me for such a hard work.
Because of the appearance of the foodie girl, everyone in the line finally didn't dare to stop me anymore. They looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise, and whispered: "He is really the boss here, and he is also the big boss!"
"Yeah, I always thought he was a liar, but I didn't expect to meet the righteous man."
"I heard that the big boss here has something to do with the big guilds of Zanda Cyber ​​City, and his identity is simply amazing!"
"I also heard that this restaurant is actually the property of the Prime Minister, this Human Race youth, is it the newly promoted Prime Minister..."
Several people took a breath.
Another person lowered his voice: "We made things difficult with him just now, shouldn't he retaliate against us?"
"Maybe, he is a human race, but the human race is very vengeful."
"No, no, although he is a human race, he is also our prime minister. The so-called prime minister can hold a boat in his belly. If his belly is so small, how could he be regarded as the prime minister."
"Right, yes, I'm relieved to hear you say that. Besides, I was not the only one who said just now. There are dozens of people around me. He can't just ridicule us. Dozens of people have been cleaned up!"
"It's correct. I don't blame anyone who doesn't know. We don't know that he is the real boss. If we know it, we will certainly not be rude. Moreover, the behavior we just did was a bit rude, but it was just. Well, as a prime minister, he will never even be able to tolerate justice!"
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A group of guys who ridiculed me just now are babbling again, but this time, they are not taunting me, but just justifying their rude behavior.
Listening to the chattering discussion behind me, I just feel amused.
In the restaurant, dozens of tables are neatly arranged. The distance between the tables is very large. It can accommodate two or three people walking side by side at the same time. And between every two tables, there is an air-conditioned magic stone, magic. White smoke kept coming out of the stone, it was hot air that had been cooled.
Due to the large number of refrigerated magic stones and the large distance between the tables, the entire restaurant is still very refreshing even in the warm early summer.
The faces of the guests sitting in the hall are more or less cozy, not only because of the delicious dishes, but also because of the pleasant environment of the restaurant.
"I really know how to create a comfortable living space." I took a deep breath, and my nose was suddenly filled with the rich fragrance of the food...It seemed that there was a trace of other fragrance mixed in it?
I frowned and looked around. After a while, I found four incense burning slowly in the four corners of the restaurant.
Looking at the incense, I was a little bit dumbfounded: "Isn't this kind of thing wasted in the restaurant?"
The foodie girl stubbornly said: "I do!"
Well, if you have money, it’s hard to buy. If you like it, it’s up to you. Anyway, when I opened this restaurant, I didn’t expect it to make money, as long as it can be used as a secret place to exchange information.
But I didn't expect that it would be operated so prosperously, it was unintentional.
The foodie girl first took me into the accounting room, threw a large stack of books in front of me, and said, "These are all the current accounts of this restaurant."
I frowned and glanced at the thick account book, and said lightly: "I'm not here to check the accounts."
"Not here to check the accounts?" The foodie girl pulled a chair and sat down, poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "Then what are you doing?"
"Look at you" I said: "After entrusting this restaurant to you, I haven't been here again. When I think about it occasionally, I always feel ashamed of you, so I find a chance to come and see. Now it depends on your condition. Not bad, and I'm finally relieved."
"Not bad?" The foodie girl raised her brows and said angrily: "What is good, it's not good at all! At the cafe, I can at least drink coffee and snacks, but here, I am so tired when I settle my accounts every day. Under the premise that there are several people helping me, I want to eat snacks now, so I have to run to the toilet to eat, for fear that the snacks will be stained on the account books!"
As she said that, the foodie girl became even more angry. She angrily said: "There is one more point, which makes people more angry. I paid so much and made so much money for you. Not only did you not express it, you didn't even say a word of praise. , If you want to do this again, I will embezzle the income of the store!"
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