Chapter 921: 929th Nai begins routine north

Chapter 921: The Nine Twenty-Nineth Chennai Begins The North
"I'm going now." Mo Bei's voice was softer than usual, and he brought a little coax that he didn't even realize: "You need a bowl of soup first, warm your stomach."
At this time, Feng Nai and when he didn't call just now, it was judged that if the two of them were very good, there was no coldness, and they were full of innocence and laziness: "I don't like the soup boiled outside, it smells heavy." When talking, Mo Bei couldn't help but think of the photo she just poked, um, little Lolita ...
"What about porridge? Is it fishy?" Mo Bei asked.
Feng Nai casually said: "I haven't drunk, I don't know if it's good or not."
Cats and cats are already chopping ribs by the side.
He looked up to see the man who had been holding the lighter without a chopstick dish.
Really, ten white lotuses are not as good as one of his eldest brothers.
Obviously asked for a table of dishes.
He actually told his brother that his hungry stomach hurts.
Although we did not eat anything.
But ... shouldn't this pretend to be done by girls?
Shouldn't their boss be a script with a heroine!
Grandma Grey is usually relatively calm.
This time, he was really unsettled.
Listening to the phone with cat eyes and big eyes.
That's it.
He just had a cheap hand and was still brushing the web.
When I brushed into an official comment, I saw that Han Sha liked it there.
This is the kind of comment he found after turning back many times, like it!
Dog food, dog food everywhere!
After all, it was over there.
Is it Panda that was asked to answer the phone?
He answered?
Panda bear looked at his mobile phone with a sullen expression on his face.
Feng Nai only raised her eyebrows, and her eyes were very light.
The meaning is quite clear.
Nothing more than saying, be smart.
The cats and cats swallowed the meat from the ribs before taking a "feed".
It was the voice of his brother.
"You help the captain first ask for bowl of porridge and order a few dishes."
Cats and cats glanced at the dishes on the table, and under the gaze of his boss, he coughed heavily: "Okay, I'll go and order now."
"Looking at the captain drinking porridge first, I'll be there in a while."
Cats and cats heart said, brother you must be kidding, when the boss is watched, he will drink porridge.
What's more, he has already ordered the food, and it is full.
No matter what the inner activity is, cats and cats can only say "good".
He hung up the phone, and he just wanted to show his admiration to his boss, who could put the weak routine so realistic, and asked his brother to specifically instruct him to stare at the boss and drink porridge. Except for his boss, there was really no!
But who knows, he has not spoken yet.
Feng Nai called the waiter in.
"Guest, what do you tell me?"
Feng Na smiled unhurriedly: "Add a cup of porridge to make it greasy."
Porridge?
Greasy?
What is required?
But a fine restaurant that values ​​service.
In this regard, it is not impossible to meet the needs of guests.
Just the waiter will inevitably wonder if he heard it wrong.
After all, drinking porridge is a light drink.
"Greasy?" The waiter asked Feng Nai again to confirm.
Feng Nai's voice is clear: "Yes."
The waiter brought the news to the chef.
Even a chef who has been in the industry for more than ten years is the first to hear such a request.
Only when I heard my boss talked on the phone with his cat, cat and grandma gray, did he understand why he even had greasy gruel. It was really a loss. This is their boss, not from another family. The routine is too deep ...
Go to bed today, Ann.
(End of this chapter)