Wang Lin clearly felt that Mian Ling's speech and attitude had changed greatly.

Although he didn't know what happened, Wang Lin decided to ignore it.

Wang Lin was indeed hungry and came downstairs to eat.

He hasn't eaten well in the past two days because everything he eats has no taste.

Now that I have finally recovered a little, of course I have to eat hard.

He took the menu, looked at it, and ordered a few dishes.

"Baiyun pork trotters, smooth seabass balls, boiled shrimps, smooth chicken porridge..."

The waiter couldn't help but interrupt him: "Sir, how many people are dining with you?"

Wang Lin said: "I am the only one."

The waiter smiled and said: "That's enough! Sir, our dishes are very generous. If you order too much, you won't be able to finish them. The dishes you ordered are enough for two people."

"Oh, okay!" Wang Lin then put down the menu.

The waiter pursed his lips and chuckled: "Please wait a moment, sir."

Wang Linda said: "Are you from Xichuan?"

"Yes, sir, how did you know?" the waiter asked in surprise, "Are you the same?"

"I'm not from Xichuan. Your accent sounds like someone from there."

"Yes, sir, you must have seen a lot."

"Haha, it's okay! Serve the food quickly."

"Okay, sir."

The waiter bowed slightly and left.

According to statistics, in 1994, the surging wave of migrant workers in the mainland reached more than 70 million.

In 1988, there were only over 20 million migrant workers.

At that time, people who worked in Guangzhou and Shenzhen could get a salary of 300 to 600 yuan.

Because in the mid-1980s, tens of thousands of foreign-funded enterprises emerged in Guangzhou, Shenzhen and other places, requiring a large number of workers.

However, with the impact of a large number of migrant workers, workers' wages have not increased in several years. Some factories have even lowered wages in a disguised manner. Anyway, if you don't work, there are people outside waiting to work.

The large number of women engaged in special occupations in Guangzhou, Shenzhen and other places also began to increase from this period.

Wang Lin, of course, knows all about these things.

Every year they come to the Canton Fair, they will find some help from the locals to transport materials and goods, and sometimes they also need to hire translators in special languages.

In the past, it was difficult to find such people and the price was high. But this year is obviously different. It can be seen that the competition among working people is getting bigger and bigger.

Wang Lin called Uncle Zhong, "Uncle Zhong, where are you?"

Uncle Zhong replied: "Mr. Wang, I'm just at the hotel. You're sick and I have nothing to do."

"Uncle Zhong, I'm eating in the restaurant, come down and eat together!"

"Ah? Mr. Wang, you went downstairs? Sorry, I just slept for a while and didn't notice you went downstairs."

"It's okay, Lang Lang Qiankun, what could happen? Come down quickly!"

"Okay, Mr. Wang."

Wang Lin used to stay in a hotel. Whenever Wang Lin went out, Uncle Zhong would definitely follow him out.

He actually lost his chain today?

But Wang Lin didn't care.

There is soft music floating in the restaurant, which makes people mesmerized.

Romantic and beautiful decoration style, exquisite food full of Cantonese flavor.

In such an environment, it is extremely pleasant to drink some wine and chat with close friends!

The soft saxophone music filled the entire restaurant, spreading like an invisible smoke, slowly, slowly occupying people's hearts, making it difficult for people to feel nervous and angry anymore.

Wang Lin had just been ill, and coupled with Mian Ling's unreasonable alienation, he was originally in a bad mood. Listening to this beautiful music, he gradually calmed down.

At this time, an inappropriate voice came over.

"Hey, miss, do you have any karaoke here?" A man with a deep accent asked loudly.

Wang Lin glanced around and saw a fashionably dressed man holding the waiter's hand and asking questions.

"Sir, please let go." The waiter shook his hand and said, "We have karaoke in the hotel. If you want to play, I will tell you to go."

"Hey, don't worry, little sister, do you have any singing in the karaoke bar?"

"What is touch singing? I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Why are you pretending to be innocent? Just touching and singing at the same time! Hahaha!"

Several men at his table suddenly burst into wild laughter.

"Sir, you scratched my hand and it hurts. Please let me go."

"You answered my question, and I will let go of your hand. Do you have a little girl singing with you?"

"No! Sir! Our place is a regular place, how can we have that kind of service?"

"You lied to me, right? Other hotels have them! Are you here the only one?"

"Really not. Please let me go. Ouch!"

There were many people in the hotel restaurant, but no one stepped forward to stop him.

Wang Lin couldn't stand it anymore, so he stood up and strode over, grabbed the man's wrist, and said in a deep voice: "What kind of skill is bullying a weak woman?"

"You, who are you? Do you need to meddle in your own business?" The man glared, "Didn't your mother teach you before you went out? Stop meddling in your own business and live a few more years!"

Wang Lin sneered and said: "Everyone in the world is in charge of the world's affairs! Didn't your mother teach you? When you go out, you must learn to respect others, especially women!"

He grabbed the other person's wrist, but when he saw that the other person still refused to let go, he couldn't help but exert force, causing the other person to feel pain.

The man's wrist hurt from being pinched by Wang Lin.

He had to let go of the waiter's hand and yelled at Wang Lin: "Ouch! Are you impatient with life?"

Wang Lin threw his hand away and sneered: "Don't speak so hastily! Here's a piece of advice for you, it's better to keep your tail between your legs when you go out!"

The man said: "I want you to take care of it? Who are you?"

Wang Lindao: "You don't need to know who I am, and you don't deserve to ask! As long as you don't bully others, this is not a place for you to run wild!"

The man was frightened by Wang Lin's momentum and was stunned.

Most people would definitely not be able to say what Wang Lin said.

Even if I can think of it, I don’t dare to say it in front of others!

What's more, Wang Lin is alone, but the other party has five strong men and three women!

Under such circumstances, Wang Lin still dared to talk nonsense, which shows that he was not bragging.

Someone next to me pulled the man: "Forget it!"

Wang Lin asked the waiter: "Are you okay? Do you want to call the police?"

The waiter said with tears in his eyes: "My hand hurt from his scratching."

The man's anger level was raised to the highest level by Wang Lin's words about whether to call the police.
Chapter completed!