I'm the big president

The Molotov cocktail exploded into a huge flame, shards of glass scattered in all directions, and the dining guests, like a group of frightened rabbits, got up from their seats and rushed out of the gate in a panic. The overturned tables, chairs, dishes and dishes were scattered all over the floor.

"Crack!"

Qin Yang, who reacted in time, closed his eyes and let out a soft drink, and quickly muttered in his heart, 6 minutes!Less than 5 minutes have passed since the Molotov cocktail was thrown into the restaurant, so there should be plenty of time to call for 6 minutes.

Time flies back and the screen changes suddenly.

Everything around him fell silent in an instant, and Qin Yang heard a burst of rhythmic thumping sound in his ears, which was the sound of the beating heart. At this moment, he seemed to be the only living thing in this silent world.

"Boss, all the dishes are ready, you can start!"

Han Yiyi's crisp voice rang in his ears, Qin Yang opened his eyes at once, he stood up and looked around, and ran towards the bathroom as fast as he could.

Han Yiyi laughed secretly when she saw him in a hurry, didn't she just go to the bathroom?Isn't it interesting to make it as if preparing to put out a fire... Just as she was thinking about this, she saw Qin Yang running out of the bathroom with something in his hand?A wooden stick, the top is a thing made of various cloth strips, isn't this a mop?What do you do with a mop after going to the bathroom?
Not only Han Yiyi held back her doubts, but many diners also noticed Qin Yang's strange behavior. He stood at the gate with a wet mop in both hands, as if he was facing an enemy. Which one was sung?
"Use the mop in the bathroom as a weapon, isn't this guy out of his mind?"

A young man with a mustache couldn't help making sarcastic remarks. Opposite him was a girl in school uniform, with a high nose bridge and big eyes, fair skin and big European style, except that there were a few freckles on her face. Overall, she was not bad. I don't know why I sat at the same table with Mustache?
"The young man should also come from China. There is nothing wrong with being young, right?"

The person who spoke was an old man over half a century old. He was worried about the young man standing at the gate. Why did this good young man suffer from a strange disease.

Han Yiyi was also dazed by Qin Yang's weird behavior for a while, secretly wondering, it's nothing for you to go to the bathroom, what are you doing at the gate with a mop?Sitting on the spot hesitated for a while, she still decided to go over and ask clearly... Leaving her seat, she got up and walked towards the gate. After taking two steps, she saw Qin Yang swung the mop in his hand quickly, as if he had thrown something flying ?
Qin Yang could see clearly that the two guys on motorcycles were throwing Molotov cocktails at the restaurant. Just now he used a timed spell and a mop to knock the Molotov cocktails into the air, hitting the motorcycle. Now the two who threw Molotov cocktails are lying Rolling on the side of the road, it seems that the fall was not light. He put down the mop very calmly, rubbed his hands and turned to walk towards the seat. He didn't expect to see Han Yiyi walking towards him after walking a few steps. He could only stop Stand still.

"What did you shoot flying just now? I seem to see that thing is on fire."

Han Yiyi clearly saw that Qin Yang had slapped something flying with a mop, and sparks were still blooming from that thing.

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Slapped a big mosquito, sat down to eat and talk."

When the two returned to their seats, Qin Yang picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, then picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, but didn't talk about what was shot just now, Han Yiyi seemed a little anxious, and urged: "You Rather, what exactly did you shoot flying just now?"

"Yiyi, take Mr. Qin upstairs to the private room of Tingtao Pavilion, and I'll ask someone to bring the food and wine."

Han Yiyi turned her head and saw Han Cheng standing behind her, her cousin had a serious face and her eyes were slightly red.

"Okay!" Han Yiyi sensed that something was wrong with her cousin, but she was tactful and didn't ask any more questions. She turned to Qin Yang and said, "Boss, follow me upstairs to the private room."

Qin Yang nodded, got up and followed Han Yiyi up the stairs to the second floor. There were all private rooms here, no different from domestic ones. Han Yiyi pushed open one of the private room doors and walked in.

As soon as the two of them were seated, a waiter brought over the food and wine. The food and wine were the ones they had just eaten, but the tableware was replaced with new ones, and an extra set was placed.

Qin Yang picked up the wine bottle, poured himself a glass and drank it all in one gulp, then picked up the chopsticks and started to eat. Han Yiyi didn't ask any more questions, just looked at him quietly with his hand on his cheek, like his face There is a big delicate flower in full bloom.

The door of the private room was gently pushed open, and Han Cheng walked in with a bottle of wine in his hand. He walked to the table and sat down, put an empty glass in front of him, unscrewed the bottle cap and poured a glass of wine, and gave Qin Filling Yang's glass with wine, he lifted the glass with both hands and stood up to respect Qin Yang: "Mr. Qin, thanks to your timely action just now, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous, thank you!"

"Small thing!"

Qin Yang also stood up with his glass, clinked glasses with Han Cheng, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

Han Yiyi was confused and asked loudly: "Brother, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

Han Cheng said with a serious face: "Just now, someone outside threw a Molotov cocktail into the restaurant. Thanks to Mr. Qin, he shot the bottle flying. If the Molotov cocktail exploded in the restaurant, the consequences would be disastrous."

"Ah!" Han Yiyi was still taken aback even though she was mentally prepared, she fixed her eyes on Qin Yang, and asked in a low voice after a few seconds: "Boss, why would someone throw Molotov cocktails into the restaurant?"

In fact, Han Cheng also wanted to find a suitable opportunity to ask this question. He watched the surveillance video just now. This Mr. Qin was waiting at the door with a mop one step ahead. A home run, and the flying Molotov cocktail hit the motorcycle impartially... Although he already knew who the guy who deliberately set the fire was, he couldn't help but feel suspicious. This Mr. Qin is so amazing, could it be that he Can you predict the future?

Qin Yang took a piece of twice-cooked pork with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it unhurriedly, and said with a smile: "There must be internal reasons for doing such immoral things, I just heard someone on the phone in the bathroom, and said something specifically I didn't listen to everything, but I heard words such as Molotov cocktails and "Do it now". I wasn't sure if someone would do something to the restaurant, so I took a big mop to the door and waited. When it was time, that kid threw a Molotov cocktail over and I patted it back with a mop, actually setting their motorcycle on fire, this is also retribution!"

There was a look of relief on Han Cheng's face, and he said in a deep voice: "To tell you the truth, I offended a local gang some time ago because of the relocation of the restaurant, but I really didn't expect them to dare to throw Molotov cocktails into the restaurant. I have already called the police Yes, the police will come to deal with it soon, but I guess it won't help..."