A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

When she came out of the kitchen, there were only a few empty plates left on the table, and the whole table had been eaten up like a storm.

Seeing her come out of the kitchen empty-handed, the diners in the hall were full of disappointment:

"Mr. An, why don't you cook a few more dishes?"

"Ah, I'm tired. Gentleman Yuan Pao Chef, I'm a businessman, but not a cook." Pei Xiaoqing smiled gently.

When he looked up, he saw Fatty Jin squatting in the corner and drawing circles, his white and fat face was full of sorrow, and there were pitiful and guilty eyes in the two slender slits.

He was so fierce before, but now he looks like an abandoned stray dog, which really softened Pei Xiaoqing's heart, and she stepped forward and said, "Boss Jin..."

"The restaurant is yours now." Fatty Jin stood up abruptly, took out a deed from his sleeve pocket and slapped it on the table fiercely, saying with the heroic look of a strong man breaking his wrist.

Pei Xiaoqing said: "Aren't you going to let my dear friends judge? Winning or losing depends on the point?"

"It's divided, the dishes you cook are really delicious." Fatty Jin's tone softened, and there was a look of regret in his eyes.

He is a man who dares to act and keeps his promises.

Seeing Pei Xiaoqing smiling, Comrade Jin Yuanbao shortened his body and squatted back to the corner, looking at Pei Xiaoqing eagerly, as if he was that little grieving woman who was abandoned by others. And Pei Xiaoqing is a cruel and playful man, a vicious man who always gives up.

Under his gaze, Pei Xiaoqing couldn't help feeling a chill, fat man, you have to pretend to be weak, and you have to have a weak figure, you are a tonnage-level person, looking at people with pitiful eyes, really It will be overwhelming.

It seems that Mr. Yuan Bao loves this restaurant very much. The thing he has always been proud of is suddenly lost by a bet, and the fat man must be unwilling to accept it. It's not okay to go back on your word.

"Young master, what should we do, you lost Feng Mingxuan, the master will definitely punish you today."

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat. Even if I get beaten to death by my father, I deserve it." Comrade Jin Yuanbao said while looking at Pei Xiaoqing with squinted eyes.

Pei Xiaoqing had no choice but to surrender: "My lord, I don't want your restaurant for nothing."

Fatty Jin's squinted eyes opened a little bit, from a thin line of sky to two crescent moons.

"The building is still yours, I just use my cooking skills as a share, how about I pass it on to your cook, and you give me a [-]% bonus every month!"

"Really?" Jin Yuanbao immediately stood up again, almost hitting Pei Xiaoqing's head. Pei Xiaoqing really didn't know how he could move so fast with such a tonnage. Is it Lian Jiazi?

Then he denied his guess, how could Lian Jiazi grow fat all over his body?

"Truer than pearls."

"The written proof." Jin Yuanbao was afraid that Pei Xiaoqing would go back on his word. The family wealth that he thought he had exported came back, but he lost [-]% of the bonus. What he got back was superb cooking skills. The fat man immediately went through the gains and losses in his mind , said hastily.

What was written again was not a written document, but a contract. One of the people who happened to be present was the county magistrate, and he was asked to act as an intermediary, signed and pledged, and prepared a copy for the official archives.

But after a quarrel, and a few side dishes, you can get [-]% of the bonus from the most prosperous restaurant in the town. Pei Xiaoqing feels that today is really smooth, even the sun outside is much warmer, and she is about to go back lazily. When Yuan was at home, I heard someone shouting and cursing in the lobby downstairs:

"Where did the stinky beggar come from, dare to stain my clothes."

Pei Xiaoqing looked around and saw a familiar figure standing in the hall crying. She was shocked, why is Zisang here?