"Sir, this is your crystal shrimp dumplings, chicken feet, char siu buns, money belly, rice noodle..."

Several waiters brought more than a dozen breakfast dishes one after another. Although the portions were not large, they were quite intimidating and the color was bright. Even Shao Zifeng, who didn't eat too much breakfast, had a sharp index finger.

After several waiters finished serving the dishes, the leader of the waiter put a white napkin on his bent forearm and bowed slightly to Shao Zifeng: "I wish you a happy meal."

Shao Zifeng was a little confused when he saw the operation. Why did he feel like eating a good Cantonese morning tea in Western restaurants?

"Oh, please wait."

Seeing the waiters leaving one after another, Shao Zifeng called out the one who was walking at the end.

The waiter rolled his eyes, turned around and showed a professional and stiff smile and said, "Sir, do you have any other requirements?"

Shao Zifeng looked at the waiter's trembling lips and was a little funny: "Is your person in charge here?"

When the waiter heard that Shao Zifeng was looking for the person in charge, he immediately became alert: "Sir, why are we inadequately serving?"

"No."

"Then what's the matter with us?" the waiter asked carefully.

Shao Zifeng raised his eyebrows when he heard this. Why did you ask the person in charge to be unconscious of your heart? He was almost frozen into a dog and couldn't feel cold?

Seeing that Shao Zifeng did not reply, the waiter glanced around and said mysteriously: "Sir, don't you want to complain, are you?"

"I didn't..."

"Then what's the matter with us?" When the waiter heard that Shao Zifeng was not a complaint, he once again showed a professional smile on his face.

Shao Zifeng:...

Looking at the waiter who was a little stubborn, Shao Zifeng's mouth twitched a few times and said, "Okay, I want to complain."

When the waiter heard this, his attitude became much more enthusiastic. He bent down slightly and whispered: "Yes, sir, I also think that some people's service attitude is really problematic. For example, our foreman, whose name is Zuo Xiaokun, has always been very arrogant to the customers, and he is very cautious...Balabala."

"I'm different. I'm warm and kind, serve with a smile, and regard work as my life... I must give you a five-star evaluation later."

Shao Zifeng looked at the waiter who was talking non-finished with a stiff face, and wanted to slap himself, why did he stop such a broken mouth? He quickly interrupted, "Can you call your person in charge?"

"Okay."

Li Yiming had just changed his clothes and came out of the bathroom. He happened to see the waiter with a brisk pace leaving Shao Zifeng, showing a curious look but didn't ask much.

"Brother Shao."

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

He raised his head and saw Li Yiming put on his mid-length black down jacket, which was covered with a white turtleneck sweater knitted by Shao's mother. He looked much sunny.

If he could lose his hair and his eyes, he would have been a handsome guy if he changed his glasses.

Well... the ordinary handsome guy who is much worse than myself.

Speaking of which, the two have a big difference in temperament. Shao Zifeng has a good foundation, but he used to be dressed in a delicate manner and was withdrawn, so he was not so handsome.

After experiencing various things over the past six months, my mentality has changed a lot, and I have the habit of exercising myself. In addition, He Juan handled the clothes for him, so my temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.

When Li Yiming said that, if you look carefully, you will see that your facial features are a little soft and your body is thin and slender. Well... In the Internet term, it is a sissy, but in the eyes of fujoko, it is a little sucker.

Of course, Shao Zifeng helped him not because he was greedy for his beauty. Although he had no girlfriend, his sexual orientation was still fine.

To be honest, he sometimes doesn't know why he always wants to pull him. Maybe the two have similar personalities, maybe he still informs him under the coercion of others, or maybe he takes the blame for him.

In fact, he is very tired of getting along with people who are cautious and afraid of hurting the other person's self-esteem. In comparison, he still likes to get along with straightforward people like Chen Zhenglong and Yang Qian.

As for the bald strongman...even if he doesn't want to, that guy is cautious and a person who needs to be served carefully.

When Shao Zifeng looked up and down, 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 sweating slightly.

"Sit down and have a meal." Seeing Li Yiming reacting a little too violently, Shao Zifeng quickly asked him to sit down: "I've eaten it just now. Try it. The breakfast here tastes pretty good."

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

Seeing that he was having a bad meal, he only ate the tray of char siu next to him, Shao Zifeng picked up something else for him, thought for a while and said, "By the way, how did your big rooster train recently? I think it worked very hard. Have you mastered it?"

"Ah." Li Yiming, who lowered his head to eat, was stunned and said quickly: "It's still a little short. I've been with him for training when I got home recently."

Sure enough, when he talked about pet animals, he was less nervous and had a lot of talk. Shao Zifeng then breathed a sigh of relief and began to chat with him without any.

"Manager, this guest wants to complain."

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

"Guest Nehou, Wu Houyi brings a cup-hour experience to Nei." The middle-aged fat man in a suit wiped the sweat beads on his forehead. In the cold environment, his body shivered unconsciously.

Hiss, this Cantonese sounds like a touch...

It was said too quickly, and Shao Zifeng couldn't understand at all.

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

When the middle-aged man saw Shao Zifeng's reaction, he remembered that this place was not Guangcheng, and he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, guest, what are you unsatisfied with?"

"Oh, that's not. I just want to ask about this heating."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man turned his head and glared at the waiter fiercely.

The waiter opened his mouth and looked at Shao Zifeng with grievance.

Sure enough, beautiful men can't believe their words.

Fortunately, I am ugly.

Thinking of this, the waiter was surprised to get a lot of balance.

"Wu Yi is a guest, and somehow the heating broke down, bringing a waiting dining experience to the inside." The middle-aged fat man said apologetically.

Shao Zifeng looked at the sweat beads that had not been wiped from the fat man's forehead suspiciously. Then why are you so hot?

The fat man was stunned and smiled guiltily: "I am afraid of the cold. I have independent air conditioners in the office, haha..."

Shao Zifeng:...
Chapter completed!