Chapter 457

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If outsiders hear Matthew's words, they will be surprised and think that the old chef is crazy. He even cooks half the dishes for the president and has to turn around to go back to the restaurant.

Ye Fan thinks it's too much trouble, "no, how long will it take.".

"Soon, the president's banquet is not far away from the restaurant. We can get back to the restaurant in 20 minutes!"

"That's not necessary. I'm starving. Let them make do with it quickly. They won't give me anything to eat," Ye Fan said.

Ye Fan said, directly handed the phone to the manager.

After the manager answered the phone, he was reprimanded by Matthew over there and asked why he didn't serve ye fan and them.

As soon as the manager explained, Matthew told him not to care about anything else, and gave Ye Fan the famous dishes in the shop.

Although he didn't understand the reason, the manager didn't dare to delay after listening to the boss. After apologizing to Ye Fan, he immediately ordered people to take care of it.

The manager and the waiter of the restaurant are very curious about Ye Fan's identity. What kind of person can make the boss take the risk of offending the prince and serve him?

Seeing that the matter has been solved like this, Su Qingxue and Zheng Enjie are both puzzled. Zheng Enjie, in particular, looks embarrassed. He knew Ye Fan was so familiar with the owner of this store, and he still boasted about it.

"Oh, thanks to assistant ye, otherwise I would make a fool of myself tonight," Zheng Enjie sighed.

Ye Fan touched his stomach and said, "don't say it. Fortunately, I ate two hot dogs on the way, or I'll starve to death.".

"What kind of friendship do you have with this Matthew? He doesn't even care about the prince. Is that ok?" Su Qingxue is still a little worried.

Ye Fan waved, "it's OK. He knows how to deal with it.".

Not long after, the kitchen rush queue work, a line of exquisite dishes, on the table.

"Ha ha, eat and eat, don't be polite. Today's meal is mine, and I don't need to pay for the bill." Ye Fan doesn't pay attention to Western food etiquette, so he takes a fork and starts to eat it.

All this, in the eyes of Mahmoud in the box, makes him feel extremely angry.

Mahmoud called the white manager over and asked, "manager, I didn't say that I bought all the ingredients in the kitchen? Why can they still eat? "

The manager awkwardly wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Your Highness, since Mr. pacord and that gentleman are friends, we have provided them with extra dishes.

However, you can rest assured that the ingredients you bought will not be small. We will make up for what we lack... "

"Asshole! You don't understand what I mean!? I don't allow you to provide them with food!! Is chef pacord not paying attention to me at all!? What's his friend from? " He blew his beard and glared.

The manager laughed bitterly, "this I don't know. It's a Mr. Ye from Xia.

"Just a Xia nationality, I thought it was the political leader or royal family of which country. Hum, since you don't cooperate with me, I don't want to give you face," said Mahmoud, snapping his finger.

Behind him, two burly white skinhead bodyguards in suits and earphones stormed to the table of Ye Fan three.

The restaurant manager was in a hurry, "Your Highness Prince! Please calm down! There are a lot of guests here

"How much money has been lost? I'll pay you. The prince must get that woman today!"

With staring eyes, Mahmoud pulled out several stacks of euro and several gold bars from a large LV bag carried by his attendants, and fell directly on the table.

"If you don't have enough money, do you want me to allocate some money from the consortium? Or should I buy this restaurant directly? " Asked Mahmoud.

The manager of the restaurant showed bitterness on his face. Outside was the boss's friend, and inside was the prince of Tiber. He was sandwiched in the middle, and no one dared to provoke him. It was really miserable.

At this moment, Ye Fan also noticed that the two skinhead bodyguards had come over. He said to Su Qingxue with a smile: "you see, we will not provoke them, and they will not let us go.".

Su light snow just did not eat a few mouthfuls, see this scene, frown way: "this prince how so, then let's go quickly?"

"Where to go? Even if you are tolerant, there is a bottom line. If you didn't stop me, I would have solved the problem just now. "Ye Fan doesn't want to give that Ahmed a second chance.

Two skinhead bodyguards had already come to the table, one hand lifted the hem of the suit to reveal a gilded sand hawk pistol, and the other hit the table with a fist.

"Our prince, please invite this lady to have a meal together", the bodyguard's accent, listening to the people of China.

"I refuse," said Su Qingxue disgustedly, then picked up the bag, "let's go!"

The bald head grinned and silently pulled out the gun on his hand and pressed it on the table, "you can't help it..."

Su Qingxue's face changed. She bit her lips and looked at Ye Fan.At some tables nearby, the guests were frightened when they saw the scene. Several tables of guests had reached for their bags and were ready to leave the restaurant at any time.

But at this time, the bareheaded bodyguard who drew the gun, however, issued a scream of "ah"!

A silver fork, has been stabbed into the bodyguard's gun hand, directly nailed his hand on the table!

The blood flowed on the tablecloth and dyed a big red.

"Damn it!" The bodyguard endured the pain, angrily pulled out his hand, a fist toward the head of Ye Fan pounded up!

But ye fan has already picked up the knife and inserted it into his fist!

"Oh!! ——”This knife into the body, the bodyguard has been almost dizzy!

Another skinhead bodyguard saw this, without saying a word, pulled out the golden sand hawk and shot at Ye Fan.

But ye fan's speed was like lightning, and I didn't know how, so he forcibly took the gun from the bodyguard's hand!

The bodyguard was so stupid that he found that his hand was empty. His fingers hurt so much that he felt that his fingers were all broken.

Looking up, the black muzzle has been aimed at his forehead!

"The speed of drawing the gun is too slow, so that you can become the Royal Guard. Prince Tiber is really lucky not to die.".

Ye Fan still chews delicious food in his mouth, holding a limited edition golden sand hawk pistol in his hand, and suddenly pulls the trigger!

"BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM!!! ——”

although the recoil force of this kind of pistol is very strong, Ye Fan holds it in one hand, which is stable and can shoot a bullet as accurately as a fixed fort.

Bullets like fire, a shuttle, shot at the back of the bodyguard - Mahmoud in the box!

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