While Lin Fan and Lin Wanyu were having a meal and chatting, a car came outside the door. As a dogleg got out of the car and opened the door, a young man with extremely bright hair came down.

"Young master, here we are."

Bowing to the youth, the dogleg said respectfully, "the whole city of Zhonghang is most famous for the roast chicken in this hotel. I will go in immediately and ask the owner to prepare it."

"Just go in and eat. By the way, I'll celebrate with a bottle of Maotai."

With a stretch, nanmiyao has never felt so comfortable today. Since he got the news of Lin Fan's death, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep for two days and nights.

After two nights, I heard my partner say that the roast chicken in this restaurant is very delicious. So take advantage of today's free time, directly let his men drive over to eat chicken.

"Hello, sir. How many are you, please?"

Seeing the dandy nangongxiong, the waiter standing at the door quickly stepped up: "we have a variety of dishes here, absolutely can..."

"Well, I don't want to hear your nonsense. I came here to eat chicken."

Frowning, nangongxiong interrupted the waiter's introduction: "I'll give you ten minutes. I'll serve you a roast chicken and a bottle of Maotai."

After dropping this, he ignored it and swaggered to the innermost VIP seat. The waiter behind him was stupefied and wanted to say something. Finally, he chose not to say it.

You can see that this is a rich young master. He has received many such guests. Who makes their restaurant's roast chicken the most famous? There are countless people who come here specially to roast chicken.

When he thought of this, he told the kitchen to go directly. As for whether he could finish it in ten minutes, it was not in his scope of work. Originally, he wanted to say that the Sheng Hotel only provided 100 pieces of roast chicken every day, but he didn't want to talk to the second generation of rich people.

Ten minutes said whether it was long or not, short or not. He yawned a few times here in nangongxiong. All of a sudden, a smell of roast chicken came to his nose, which stimulated his appetite and immediately came to his spirit.

"The smell is good. If it's delicious, have another one."

"After eating chicken and drinking Maotai, he will continue to play tonight and continue to celebrate."

After eating chicken, I'll recruit some beauties to come over for a wave tonight. It's said that there are some excellent models in Zhonghang city. Let's have a good feel tonight.

But the roast chicken in front of me didn't put it on my desk. Instead, I passed by and went to other tables.

Yeah? Isn't it his chicken?

After looking at the time, Nangong xiongdun was angry: "stop him for me, paralyzed. Ten minutes have passed, and it's not my chicken. Do you want to stop this restaurant?"

"Yes, young master."

"This dish of chicken should be ours, aren't you going the wrong way?"

The waiter who came out with the roast chicken was stunned: "this is the 99th roast chicken in our hotel today. It was ordered by the guests there."

"I don't care who ordered it, and I don't care how many pieces of roast chicken you served in your hotel. In a word, this roast chicken belongs to our young master."

The eyes were cold, and the dog's voice was aggressive: "hurry up, our young master has been impatient to wait. If our young master is not happy, you don't want to work here."

"This guest, I have made it very clear that I hope you will not delay my work."

See dogleg ready to make trouble, the waiter is also angry: "if there is any problem, please contact our boss, I'm just a wage earner."