Chapter 1115 (1/2)

No way, it's uncle who cooks.

No one can mess with the chef.

Yantao glanced at the two people gently, looked at them staring at the dishes one by one, and gently picked his eyebrows, ”eat, eat.”

When Qin Zong left, she cooked the dishes for nothing.

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Sunken fish Pavilion.

When it was easy to arrive, the manager was waiting at the door with a large group of people.

Manager Liu's face was dripping with sweat. In the cool welcome hall, he was covered with cold sweat.,

A group of people in the back were also silent and scared.

Seeing Jian Jian coming, the manager seemed relieved and hurried to meet him. ”Second master Jane, you've finally come. Third master has been waiting for you for a while.”

Jian Jian glanced at the trembling manager Liu, and Jianmei casually picked it, ”what's the matter?”

”The third master is in a bad mood. We dare not go there.”

Manager Liu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and followed him, ”I've ordered dozens of bottles of wine and I'm with four shaos.”

Jian Jian gently raised his eyebrows and threw the car key. ”Open a few more bottles and clear the people next to him.”

”Yes, sir.”

Liu Wu really hasn't seen such a third master.

Like a trapped fighting beast, he sat down and drank alone without saying a word.

Bottle by bottle, it's like boiling water.

After drinking two or three bottles of wine, he began to smoke with a dark face. His eyes were cold, and he had reached a frightening point.

He frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to hold the wine bottle in Qin Zong's hand, and began to persuade in a very low voice, ”third brother, what's the matter, brother? You don't say a word here. What's the strength!”