670: C670 A Thousand Slaps

C670 A Thousand Slaps

"Probing into the weak? Will we alert the enemy if we act rashly? Right now, more than half of the Pingjiang are under Zhou Lingjun's control, and there are eyes, ears and ears everywhere. " Third Master Qin said worriedly, but there was still some hesitation in his eyes.2

"You also need to verify the situation that you mentioned. Moreover, you've been hanging around here for the past few days with a dispirited look on your face. Let's go!" I'll take you to get it done! "

Ren Qianyuv narrowed his eyes as a trace of playfulness flashed across the corner of his mouth.

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Yuan Mingqing Restaurant!

It was near evening, and Yuan Mingqing's business was flourishing thanks to his quiet and peaceful, elegant style of speech.

As far as the customers were concerned, as long as the restaurant was tasty, it didn't matter who was the boss.

Ren Qianyuv and the other two were welcomed in by the waiters. They looked around and saw that the layout of the interior remained the same. However, the manager of the lobby changed everything from the waiters to the waiters.

This Zhou Lingjun was indeed a bit childish, he even schemed against such trivial things.

If there was no one to guide them from behind, it would be impossible.

In the end, the reason they came out this time was to scout for information. The three of them did not intend to cause any trouble, so after ordering a table of good wine and dishes according to the usual customers, they started to eat and drink.

After a few glasses of wine, Third Master Qin's face started to turn red and he burped. At that time, he was a lot more relaxed, so he borrowed the alcohol from Qianyuv and asked, "Qianyuv, you haven't told me in detail about how you plan on doing things tomorrow. Do you need me to do anything? Just arrange it straight away! "

"San Ye, don't worry about this. We've already made all the arrangements, so you can stay at home and wait for news." Ren Qianyuv then poured a cup of wine and took a sip, tactfully rejecting the offer.

Tomorrow, the situation would be very complicated. If Third Master Qin showed up, he might cause a lot of trouble and affect his plan.

Boom! *

Third Master Qin was about to pour the glass into his mouth when he heard Ren Qianyuv's words. His palm slapped the wooden table, and the bowl and basin clattered. Do you despise me, Third Master Qin? Even though I am down and out right now, with a wave of my arms, there are still a lot of brothers who came over to help! "

Because the force was too great, the wine cup in his hand directly shattered, and the wine inside spilled all over the floor. Because the sound of him slapping the table attracted the gazes of all the customers in the hall.

About a minute later, the entire hall was silent. Everyone stared at the three of them with a look of disdain and disgust.

One was a middle-aged man who was drinking and boasting until he went crazy, the other was a foppish young man who was dressed in rags like those in the primitive tribe, plus Ren Qianyuv was wearing ordinary clothes, his body was thin, he looked like a country bumpkin.

After all, Yuan Mingqing was a middle-class restaurant. He was already grateful to be able to eat here, yet he still dared to yell here.

Very soon, a waiter was sent over to deal with them. Looking at the broken glass on the floor, his cold and contemptuous gaze drifted in front of the three of them. He grumpily and weakly said, "Damaged tableware, compensate according to price, 998!"

"Hmm? What did you say? " When the three of them heard this, they looked at the shattered wine cups on the ground and smacked their lips.

With just this cup, the supermarket is so full that it sells for 20, but to actually ask for 1000 here?

Eating in a restaurant with broken bowls and plates was a very normal thing, but there was no mention of compensation.

This waiter didn't have any sense of service. With that ugly face that seemed to say that someone owed her millions, he didn't even put Ren Qianyuv and the other two in his eyes.

Third Master Qin was already in a bad mood, but after hearing the attendant's words, his face became so gloomy that it looked like he was about to squeeze water out of his mouth.

"A thousand dollars, right? Come! If you stretch your face over, I will give you a thousand slaps! "

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