820: C820 Who Are You Calling a Dog

C820 Who Are You Calling a Dog

1"You want to die?"

The bald youth was enraged. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush up to teach Xu Tianlang a lesson.

However, he was stopped by Wang Lingtao.

"Zhang Hao, Eighth Lord said to use reason to convince others."

Wang Lingtao said with a gloomy face.

"With reason? "Puchi …"

Xu Tianlang could not hold back his laughter.

"Alright, waiter, please leave the private room on the top floor for them to use."

Yue Feng said as he signaled to the waiter.

"I think so too. Otherwise, they would be desperate just for a seat."

Xu Tianlang smiled without hiding his smile.

"Who are you calling a dog?"

The woman's eyes were round, and her brows were furrowed in anger.

"Wait."

Wang Lingtao said as his eyes swept between Yue Feng and the waiter.

What did he just say, to leave the private room on the top floor for us to use?

Who was he? How could he say such words?

Wang Lingtao's eyes narrowed.

The bald youth had clearly noticed this as well, and a question arose in his heart.

However, the servant was stunned and said:

"Sir? You are... What do you mean? I don't know you. "

The waiter said with a complicated expression on his face.

"Puff …" "Hahahahaha."

The woman laughed loudly.

The bald youth forced himself not to laugh, and his face twisted.

"Boring …"

Wang Lingtao said coldly.

"I say, you guys are really funny. Did he really have to slap his own face? Why are you still pretending at a time like this? Do you really think that you're the owner of this shop? "

The woman scolded directly.

The surrounding people all snickered.

"This kid is too interesting. He must have just come out from a mental hospital."1

"Hahaha, I think so too. Free up a private room? Why didn't he say so? He's a diamond member, hahahahaha. "

The customers at the nearby tables couldn't help but mock him.

"Alright, Young Master Wang, why are you wasting your breath like this." "Since you can't reason with me, then …"

The bald youth laughed savagely, and under his rolled up sleeves, those muscular muscles were revealed.

After years of practicing martial arts, he had already reached the realm of hidden strength.

Wouldn't it be easy to deal with a few ordinary people?

Thus, the bald youth extended his hand towards Yue Feng's shoulder.

"Mr. Yue?"

Suddenly, a voice came out of the phone.

The bald youth was surprised for a moment. He saw Yue Feng put a mobile phone on the table, and it was even turned on.

"Alright, alright, I'll go over personally now. Please wait for a moment."

The voice on the phone sounded very anxious.

While everyone was still at a loss, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard.

"Mr. Yue, Mr. Yue …"

A middle-aged man and a few attendants ran over from the staircase.

On the sleeves of those waiters were some gold edges. Just by looking at them, one could tell that they were not of the same level as the waiters on this floor.

"This is …"

The crowd looked at the newcomer, unable to react for a moment.

"Manager!"

On the other hand, the face of the attendant next to Yue Feng changed drastically and immediately went forward to greet him.

"What?" Manager? The manager of this restaurant? "

Everyone was surprised for a moment, then they looked up and down at that young man again.

"Mr. Yue, please come in. This private room is reserved for you. How can you sit here?"

The manager said as he wiped off his sweat and was about to invite Yue Feng upstairs.

However, Yue Feng shook his head.

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