Chapter 165 Overlord Meal?
Fan Fei ran through seven alleys in a row and ran to the riverside road next to the Nanjiang River. After confirming that the traffic police could not catch up with him, he stopped and walked blankly on the green belt by the river.
In his life, he has never had such a loss and heartache, and even felt that life was meaningless for a while.
When passing by a hardware store, Fan Fei suddenly saw something on the counter, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
He went in, paid 60 yuan to buy a bone-killing kitchen knife, wrapped it in a cardboard box, and carefully put it in a plastic bag.
Fan Fei sat on the embankment of the Nanjiang River with the plastic bag for a long time, looking at the vast river in a daze.
It was not until he suddenly smelled a smell of vegetables and looked up to see the signboard of Wangjianglou's restaurant that Fan Fei was a little hungry, so he walked into the restaurant without hesitation.
"Hello, sir, are you here for dinner?" Looking at Fan Fei, who was stained with a lot of mud, Miss Yingbin standing at the door couldn't help frowning, but she still politely came forward and asked.
"Hmm." Fan Fei nodded with no expression on his face.
"How many people do you have?"
"A person."
"Oh, please follow me." The waiter took Fan Fei to a small table and motioned him to sit down.
"I want a box." Fan Fei frowned.
"Uh-huh..." The waiter was suddenly speechless.
Nowadays, restaurants do not charge the box fee, and the box of Wangjiang Building does not have a minimum consumption. It is obviously not cost-effective to give a box to Fan Fei.
However, before the waiter had figured out how to prevaricate, Fan Fei said, "I'm alone, order eight people's dishes, is that enough?"
"Enough, that's enough. There is also a small room on the third floor. Please follow me." The waiter was stunned and immediately thought of the sentence "You can't look good". It was estimated that the young man in front of him might be a rich man, so he took Fan Fei to a small room on the third floor.
The name of the private room in Wangjiang Building is very unique. It takes celebrities from all generations as the name of the private room. The private room of Fan Feijin is called "Qu Yuan".
Fan Feiguo really ordered ten dishes, seven meats, two vegetables and one soup, but repeatedly ordered two braised pig's feet, which made the waiter mutter in his heart. After all, every braised pig's feet is two big pig's feet. Fan Fei has only one person, and he can't finish two plates of braised pig's feet.
"I eat half and throw half, can't I?" The waiter was a little hesitant when writing the order. Fan Fei saw her thoughts, so he said coldly.
"Ok, okay, that's your freedom, sir. Wait a moment, and the dishes will be served right away." The waiter nodded quickly and smiled, and then quickly withdrew from the private room.
After the waiter went downstairs, he quickly found the middle-aged boss and talked about this strange thing, and finally inferred, "Isn't this girl here to eat the overlord's meal?"
In the provincial capital of Feisha City, young men are called girls, and young girls are called girls or girls.
The boss is a fat man in his forties. His surname is Guo, and his belly is round. He is like an eight-month-old pregnant woman, nicknamed Guo Dapang.
Guo Dapang listened to the waiter's words and sneered, "How dare he? My fat Guo restaurant has been open for seven and a half years, and no one has ever dared to eat a bully meal with me! Swallow, you can safely serve him food. I'd like to see who dares to move the earth on Taisui's head!"
The beautiful waiter nicknamed Swallow went to place an order at ease. More than ten minutes later, she entered Qu Yuan's private room with two plates of vegetables and found that Fan Fei was sitting on a wooden chair, looking at the surging river outside the window in a daze.
"Sir, the dishes are coming. Do you need a drink or a drink?" Swallow asked softly.
"I need a bottle of Maotai, a bottle of Wuliangye, and two packs of Blue Hibiscus King. Remember, it's real! If it's fake cigarettes and fake alcohol, I'll smash your sign!" Fan Fei turned around and said lightly.
Swallow shivered, quickly ran downstairs to tell Guo Dapang, and guessed, "Boss Guo, he wants such an expensive wine, you see..."
"Hist..." Guo Dapang couldn't help taking a cold breath and muttered in his heart. After all, these two bottles of wine add up to nearly 2,000 yuan. If he really met the overlord's meal, the loss would be great.
"Give it to him!" Guo Dapang pondered for a long time and gritted his teeth.
They are all guests. Before paying the bill, there is no reason not to meet the needs of the guests. Even if you really meet someone who eats the overlord's meal, at worst, send it to the police station and let his family compensate...
Swallow then went up to the third floor with two bottles of good wine and two packs of cigarettes. After a while, she ran down in a panic and said beside Guo Dapang's ear, "Boss, the son just said that no one can enter his room after the dishes are served. No matter what happens inside, no one is allowed to go in... Look..."
"Hins..." Guo Dapang took a breath of cold air, frowned and meditated for a while, guessing, "Isn't this girl disappointed in love? OK, leave him alone! After you put all the dishes, don't go in and disturb him, but listen to the noise at the door.
Swallows continued to go to the dishes, but after a while, they ran down in a panic.
"What's the matter?" Guo Dapang frowned and shouted in a low voice.
"Boss, that guest... that guest..." Swallow seemed to be frightened and even said incompletely.
"What's the panic? Everything has me!" Guo Dapang said angrily, "Deep a breath and say, what's going on?"
Swallow took a deep breath and finally settled down. He lay down beside Guo Dapang's ear and whispered two words.
"What? Does he cut pig's feet with a kitchen knife? Guo Dapang's eyes widened.
"Yes, he said that our braised pork feet were cooked a little hard and not easy to bite, so..." Swallow replied.
"Where did the kitchen knife come from?" Guo Dapang asked in a low voice.
"I don't know... I didn't dare to ask." The swallows are about to cry.
"Hibiscus, go to the kitchen and ask if you have lost the kitchen knife! I'll take someone to meet him." Guo Dapang gritted his teeth, said something to another waiter, and quickly called the other two young people. He went up to the third floor with Yanzi and entered the Qu Yuan private room.
The private room was full of smoke, as if it had just caught fire, choking Guo Dapang, who didn't smoke, to death.
Fan Fei has blushed and is answering a phone call indictably: "... Hua Monk, I... I'm drinking now... Don't quarrel with me... Okay, that's it..."
On the dining table, there is a bright bone-cutting knife, which is full of greasy and sticky with some pig skin.
Seeing Guo Dapang coming in, Fan Fei frowned and patted his mobile phone on the table.
"Brother, I'm drinking alone, hehe. My name is Guo Pangzi, the owner of this restaurant. For every guest in the private room, I want to have a toast. Come on, I'll give you a toast. Guo Dapang glinned at the kitchen knife, quickly piled up a smile on his face, and poured himself a glass of wine.
"Get out!" Fan Fei stretched out his palm and patted it on the table and shouted coldly.
Guo Dapang retreated uninterestingly, and then heard that the door was locked.
Guo Dapang and Yanzi listened in horror outside the private room. There was no movement in the room. It was not until ten minutes later that they finally heard some voices and even slaps in the room...
"Who asked you to climb Gaozhi? Bah, something that you can't measure yourself, you deserve it, stupid pig!"
Guo Dapang listened carefully with his ears up, and finally heard a sentence clearly.
"It seems that I'm really disappointed in love, or I was dumped by the daughter of a rich family!" Guo Dapang suddenly had a bottom in his heart and said to the swallow in a low voice.
"Boss, will he commit suicide... Otherwise, why does he eat so much? Do you want to be a full-ed ghost? The swallow suddenly thought of a terrible problem.
A kitchen knife can not only cut people, but also be used to commit suicide. And eating two braised pig's feet and holding a round belly is really like what a desperate teenager should do before he dies...
Guo Dapang was shocked when he heard the words. He opened his mouth wide and didn't say anything for a long time.
In a restaurant, what is most afraid of is food poisoning and customer disability. As for suicide, it is even more terrible. If someone dies in a restaurant, the business of the restaurant will soon plummet, and it may even close down...
Thinking of this possibility, Guo Dapang trembled in his heart, but he did not dare to go in, because he was afraid of the sharp bone-killing knife.
The richer people are, the more afraid of death. This is the rule.
"Boss, will he commit suicide by jumping into the river? This is Linjiang, and it's the third floor again. The swallow suddenly thought of another possibility.
When Guo Dapang heard this, he suddenly shivered again and didn't say anything for a long time.
"Boss?" When Yanzi saw that Guo Dapang had been silent, she couldn't help reminding him.
"Who wants you to bring him to this private room? What a good thing you have done!" Guo Dapang suddenly came to his senses, stretched out his palm and patted the swallow's head, pointed to the word "Qu Yuan" on the door of the private room, gritted his teeth and said.
Qu Yuan, the master who committed suicide! And will this one in Qu Yuan's private room follow in the footsteps of Dr. Qu Yuan?
But I didn't design this private room of Qu Yuan. It's none of my business... The swallow was slapped, and I was so aggrieved that I wanted to cry.
"Bum...Bum..."
At this moment, there was a loud knock in the private room, as if someone was chopping something with a kitchen knife.
"Go in quickly, it's going to kill you!" Guo Dapang was so scared that he quickly shouted, then took out the spare key that had been prepared for a long time and opened the door.
Three men and one woman rushed in together, and then they were stunned.