Living with a Teacher: The Merry Student

"I'm in Quanjude. I brought a group of friends to dinner today, but found that there is no room here. The only box that is still vacant has been reserved by you, Mr. Song! The manager didn't dare to call the shots, so he gave this box to you without authorization. Me!" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile, but his eyes deliberately glanced at the middle-aged manager.

The middle-aged manager's eyes widened when he heard the words, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"Oh? How big of a deal is this? Since your people have arrived, I'll give you the private room! It's the same if I take my people to eat elsewhere! Give Manager Liu your phone and I'll tell him !" Song Yingjie heard the words, but said disapprovingly.

Zhuo Yifan agreed, then handed the mobile phone to the middle-aged manager, and said with a smile, "Your Song Shao's call is from you. Aren't you going to answer it?"

Not to mention the embarrassment of the middle-aged manager at this time, his face turned blue and white, so exciting. [

But after hesitating, he nervously took Zhuo Yifan's cell phone and put it by his ear.

"Song... Young Master Song?" The middle-aged manager asked nervously.

"Manager Liu! I'm Song Yingjie!" Song Yingjie said of himself.

The middle-aged manager could naturally hear Song Yingjie's voice, and immediately confirmed the other party's identity, and at the same time became even more jealous of Zhuo Yifan.

"Young Master Song, do you have any orders? I have kept that box of yours for you!" The middle-aged manager hurriedly explained.He said that because he wanted to tell Song Yingjie that I offended this master because of you.You can't blame me.In case this master gets mad, you have to stand in my way!

"Oh! Give him my box directly! He is my brother-in-law, not an outsider!" Song Yingjie said straight to the point.

"Ah? What?" Hearing this, the middle-aged manager froze in place.This young man is actually Song Yingjie's brother-in-law?Damn, is the son-in-law of the family?

"What? Manager Liu didn't understand what I said?" Song Yingjie raised his voice with some dissatisfaction.

"Oh! It's not... I understand! I'll do it right away!" The middle-aged manager came back to his senses, and immediately agreed with trepidation.

"That's all right! Give him back the phone!" Song Yingjie said lightly.

The middle-aged manager swallowed a mouthful of the smear, and handed the phone to Zhuo Yifan nervously.

Zhuo Yifan took the phone calmly, smiled at Song Yingjie and said, "Thank you! Otherwise, I really don't know where to eat at noon!"

"What's the big deal? There's nothing to thank. Take your people to dinner first. I'm going out to eat too!" Song Yingjie chuckled disapprovingly.

"That's good! Let's do this first!" Zhuo Yifan ended the call after exchanging pleasantries with Song Yingjie.

"Can you take me to the box now?" Zhuo Yifan put away the phone, looked at the middle-aged manager and asked with a smile.

"Yes! Of course! But, are you alone?" The middle-aged manager nodded hurriedly, and then asked with some doubts.

"Of course not!" Zhuo Yifan waved in the direction of the door after finishing speaking.Naturally, Qingyan and Ryan walked over quickly.

"Nine people in total!" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.

"Oh! Then Master Zhuo, come with me!" The middle-aged manager hurriedly nodded in agreement, and led them to the big box in person. [