Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

"I'll go down and see!"

Yang Liwei felt that this matter was hateful in her heart. She couldn't swallow the bad breath, so she opened the car door and walked down.

The waiter at the door saw the people in the car getting off, and there was a sound from the communication headset hanging on his ear. His eyes changed slightly, and he turned off the number taking machine directly in front of Yang Liwei's eyes.

Yang Liwei's footsteps stopped, and her anger instantly surged to her forehead.

This is clearly intentional!

Gritting her teeth, she still walked up to the waiter and asked in a cold voice:

"What do you mean by your store? Why are you targeting us like this? You still have to pick customers when you do business?"

The waiter had a standard etiquette smile on his face, and politely replied:

"Yes, this lady. But you're the only customer we've picked out so far!"

Yang Liwei's feet softened, and she almost fell to the ground angrily!

"You...you...I...I want to sue you!"

"Please do it yourself."

The waiter was still smiling, polite and impeccable, and he obviously didn't care about being reported.

But that's exactly what made Yang Liwei hesitate, and she didn't dare to act rashly.

Ruyi Xuan is not a simple place. It has been standing for so many years, and there is a reason for it.

Even a small shop clerk is so arrogant and domineering, who is not sure who the owner of this shop is!

But--

"We didn't steal the second, rob the third, and didn't make trouble with you. Why do you treat us so differently?!"

Yang Liwei's arrogance was much less than before, but she was still angry in her heart!

"You offended our future boss lady."

"..." Yang Liwei was stunned!

Bewildered!

In fact, not only Yang Liwei, but even the waiter said this, and even he himself did not respond.

Everything is said with the voice in the communication headset!

In other words, he only knows the manager of this store, but he really doesn't know who the owner of this store is?

As for the future boss lady, he doesn't even know!

So after Yang Liwei was stunned for a long time, when he asked him who your future boss wife is, he could only reply confidently - no comment!

Yang Liwei's face was purplish red, she gritted her teeth, and just wanted to turn around and leave, but saw two shop assistants come out of the store, each holding a waist-high Tibetan Mastiff in their hands, with fiery red hair all over their body, and they walked away in a haughty manner. come out.

Seeing Yang Liwei standing at the door, she suddenly barked and screamed, jumping and jumping as if she was going to pounce on her if she wasn't paying attention!

Yang Liwei took a few steps back in succession, clutching her chest with a pale face!

At this time, she saw another waiter next to him put a pot of rice porridge in his hand in front of the Tibetan Mastiff!

The Tibetan Mastiff smelled it, lowered his head and started to eat.

Chi Guoguo's insult!

This made Yang Liwei blushed instantly, standing there for a while, really not knowing what to say, clutching her heart, turned around and walked to the side of the car.

Jiang Rongrong was watching the humiliation that happened here. When Yang Liwei approached, she asked in a deep voice:

"what happened?"

"I don't know, it's said that we offended their future boss... But who knows who their future boss will be?"

Jiang Rongrong frowned instantly.

"Did you misunderstand something?"

How could they possibly offend people?

"Then I don't know!"

Yang Liwei is frightened, scared and angry now, how can she have so much energy to manage these things.

"Okay, get in the car! It's getting late, go to another store to buy some food to send to Qianrou! There must be some misunderstanding!" Jiang Rongrong said thoughtfully.

How could they possibly offend people for no reason?

If there is, I'm afraid that Shen Fanxing's worry is outside, and he doesn't know when he offended people.

For so many years, how many scorns and jokes have the Shen family bore for her? !

Just thinking about it made a surge of anger in my heart.

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