Grabbing the mother's hand, "Mom, is their child lost?" The mother immediately covered the child's mouth when she heard the words, "Don't talk nonsense."

The waiter heard it, took out the walkie-talkie and asked the busy people in the work area, "May I ask what clothes the child is wearing?"

"Gray, gray!" Zhang Shufen panicked and almost took down the drink machine.

However, the information that came over was always: I didn't see it.

Noon is the peak time of the buffet, and customers come and go quickly, not to mention children in gray clothes, even if they are wearing bright red, they may not remember.

Hou Zheng's heartbeat was irregular and he covered his heart, walked to the front desk and patted the counter, "Ask your person in charge to come out!!"

After Hou Hao ordered the public relations countermeasures, when he rushed to the restaurant, he saw a large group of people walking out. He looked at his watch and it was only 12 o'clock, which is not normal.

"I heard that the child is lost."

"It seems to be only 5 years old, wearing gray clothes."

"Grandpa and grandma are also rich people, and they are crazy inside."

The author has something to say: There will be a thunderstorm tomorrow, everyone remember to come with an umbrella, okay?

I don’t want to get stuck on the part where I really want you to play me, but I’m running out of time so I’ll post it first.

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