On how women's clothing bosses break the male gods

"It's okay, I just have to be idle all day today." Pan Yunlong smiled warmly, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

An Chengxiang: "No, I just think you are super handsome today, senior!"

"Ha ha."

While waiting for the food, An Chengfeng's stomach began to ache again, and that damn incontinence came again!

"Senior, sit down first, I'll go to the bathroom."

"Well, be careful, isn't your ankle still swollen? Do you want me to go with you?"

"No, no, it's fine for me to walk slowly."

An Chengfeng stood up, endured the stabbing pain in his ankle, and walked slowly towards the bathroom. When he passed by a table, a glass of water suddenly poured over from the side, which wet An Chengfeng's face and chest unexpectedly. A large piece of clothing.

"You really don't know what's good! If you don't look so good to me, who wouldn't look at you, a stupid kid who hasn't graduated from college yet?!"

"Do you still want the position of the chief photographer? Pooh! Don't even think about it!"

An Chengfeng was still wondering, when did the restaurant even put this kind of stuff in?

Hearing the reputation, two people sat facing each other at the table next to them. One was a middle-aged man with a shawl and curly hair, and the other...

Hmm... I lowered my head and couldn't see my face clearly.

From his point of view, the boy sitting quietly on the seat clenched his fist tightly in his right hand, his phalanges turned white with strength, trembling slightly, he seemed to be trying to restrain his anger, and tried not to stand up to the middle-aged man. fist.

Maybe it was because An Chengfeng looked at the two of them too hotly. The middle-aged man turned his head and glanced at him. Seeing that he was a weakling and a young man, he immediately became extremely arrogant: "Stinky boy, what are you looking for!"

The movement here quickly attracted the attention of other guests in the restaurant. Everyone pointed in their direction and talked a lot.

The waiter came over quickly, and when he saw An Chengfeng, he was taken aback for a moment, then he quickly reacted and began to mediate the conflict.

"Hi guest, what happened?"

"Don't force me! Don't fucking meddle in your own business!"

An Chengfeng looked at the middle-aged man with an innocent look on his face: "Uncle, you stained my clothes."

The middle-aged man picked up the empty water glass on the table, threw it hard on the ground, and said provocatively, "So what? Ah?! Do you know who I am?! Just your tattered clothes, I will accompany you ten pieces A hundred pieces are fine, so what if I get dirty:!"

The waiter was a middle-aged aunt, who intentionally or unintentionally stood between An Chengfeng and the middle-aged man, protecting An Chengfeng behind her.

"Sir, if you continue to make trouble like this unreasonably, I will call the security department!"

The middle-aged man pointed at the waiter and raised his voice to threaten: "You fucking go away, otherwise, I will let you go around without food!"

When it was over, he turned back and threw a card at the boy sitting on the seat. It was a hotel room card.

"Boy, I'll give you one last chance, come to me after you think it through!"

The boy lowered his eyes, didn't speak, and didn't know what he was thinking.

An Chengfeng looked at this scene and gasped in admiration. The feeling is that the middle-aged curly hair wants to play with unspoken rules, but the boy doesn't give in?

Wow...... This middle-aged curly hair does not have any strange hobbies......

Seeing the middle-aged man who had already walked to the door of the restaurant without saying anything, An Chengfeng couldn't help but stop him, with a smile on his face: "Uncle, you haven't paid compensation yet, why do you want to leave?"

How could he turn a blind eye to the bullying thing, since it happened in his territory and under his nose?

Zheng Zhengfeng was flirting in his heart, and couldn't help but praise himself.

The middle-aged Curly snorted, and his tone was full of disdain: "How much money, I just pay!"

"Ah... Let me do the math..." An Chengfeng turned on the calculator in his phone and smiled, "First of all, what about the tableware, you dropped a crystal dish just now, the market price is 2888, plus a crystal cup, which is sold at the market. The price is 3888, and the mental damage fee of other customers... Well, I will give you a discount, count it as 13000, and the clothes on me, it is really not worth much, the latest model from RT Regular clothes, counting you 26000, the total is 45776 yuan, do you pay in cash or by credit card?"

After Curly heard it, his face turned liver-colored, and he pointed at An Chengfeng's nose angrily: "Where are you playing with me?! Just the ragged shirt on your body, asking for [-] yuan?!"

The young intern waiter at the side handed over the credit card machine winkingly, and smiled politely at An Chengfeng.

Oh my god, the employees couldn't help clapping their hands and applauding this good show!

This is how you should treat such unreasonable people!

The little boss is really awesome! !

After some conversation, the boy sitting on the seat was attracted. He curiously raised his eyes and glanced at An Chengfeng who was holding out the credit card machine and asking for money. Surprised and puzzled.

In front of everyone in the restaurant, the middle-aged curly hair took out his credit card angrily, made compensation, and when he turned to leave, he heard An Chengfeng give an order to the waiters: "From now on, under the banner of Shishangke Remember to blacklist this person in all the branches, and don’t let him in again.”

"Yes!!"

Although the scale of the Shishangke restaurant opened by Papa Ann is not too large, it has a quiet and elegant environment and is quite famous. It is a good place for dating and meeting clients.

The restaurant returned to its proper quietness, and the pianist resumed the interrupted piece.

As soon as the matter was resolved, the feeling of incontinence came again. An Chengfeng was a little embarrassed, and was about to walk towards the bathroom when he was stopped by a familiar voice.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Well, this voice....

this voice......

The smile on An Chengfeng's face tended to freeze and crack.

What the hell!

Isn't that the voice of his male god Bai Yi Jiang Mo? ! !

He turned his head slowly and met the eyes of the boy on the seat.

An Chengfeng: "...."

Wait a minute, isn't this guy the handsome guy who hurt his ankle yesterday... 咖咖咖...... the one who hurt his ankle?!!

Now I'm still walking with a limp!

Is it such a coincidence? !

He had seen himself in women's clothes before! ! !

Damn, he wouldn't have recognized himself, right?That's why you suddenly stopped yourself? ! !

No, no, no, no, even my own mother didn't recognize her son who had been raised for more than 20 years when she saw her. He and this man just met once, so it is absolutely impossible to recognize him. .....

An Chengfeng's heart has set off a huge wave that can be called a ten-level tsunami, and it will not calm down for a long time.