Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

The waiter dared not show up and bowed his head.

"sorry."

"Last time I came, you even praised your own house for the most wine storage. Ah, I brought my friends to try the wine storage, and you will be gone. What a few meanings."

"I'm sorry, guest." The waiter didn't dare to raise his head and kept apologizing to them.

The thin waist was still so angry that the hair was still blown. The green hair on the top of the head was almost standing up, and his eyes were wide open, and he wanted to burn through the waiter in front of him. He really couldn't figure out that he wanted a bottle of Romani Conte. How could they lose their na!

"Call you in charge here." Xiaoyaoguan decided not to lose. He would have to drink alcohol no matter what, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to be in front of the prince of Beijing. When they returned, they thought their illegal area would be fine. I can't even get the wine.

How can their bosses stay in the Beijing circle in the future!

How do people think of their wealth and status in the Red Alliance?

The thin waist control must not bear the implication of Sun and him, and he was regarded as a poor pussy. He half-closed his eyes and looked at the waiter in front of him with displeasure.

"I have never seen you before, let your person in charge come over and talk to me."

"This..." The waiter, who was facing the scene, raised his head and looked at them timidly. He looked at them with a slight waist and eyes full of fear and fear. He whispered in a low voice: "Our person in charge is entertaining guests...so guests... they don't have time to come now , do you think you can wait? ”

"Ha?" Xiaowei smiled with a breath control, raised her hand and clenched her ears, unable to believe what she heard: "Listen to what you said."

He was so angry that he opened his mouth: "What kind of distinguished guests are you? They ordered all the wine. I can't even order a wine."

"You can order other wines from us." The waiter murmured in a low voice.

"Oh, I'm such a bad temper." She rolled up her sleeves and was about to get up to argue with him, but was stopped by Ye Wangchuan, who was sitting inside.

"Okay, I don't want to drink, let them make a cup of tea." "..." Xiaoweiguan turned around and looked at him. Seeing the man's face light, his eyes were like inkstones, and a cold white hand held a cup of water in his water in his hand. He leaned against the back of the chair without caring, sitting loosely and casually, as if he didn't care whether he was drinking today or wine.

"Get your best tea." Xiaoyaoguan withdrew his gaze in disappointment, and indignantly reminded the waiter, but he did not suppress his resentment: "Don't tell me that there is nothing!"

The waiter was probably new, and immediately showed his joy after the disaster and said happily: "This one has, the people in that private room don't drink tea."

Slim waist control: “…”

He raised his hand in a terrible way, too lazy to argue with the newcomer: "Go quickly."

The private room has returned to tranquility.

I rubbed my face with my slender waist and turned my hands, so that my expression didn't look so awkward. I pulled the corners of my mouth and explained awkwardly: "Uh, um. Their person in charge is not here, and the person in charge usually greets me. I'm going to meet today. If you get a new bird, you may not know anyone."

This is the case, but why does he say it like a destiny? The thin waist control was extremely depressed and had to face the bleak life bravely. His eyes flashed, "Can you tell me the model you saw last time?"

"like?"

The man was hiding in the darkness, his legs overlapped, his posture casually, and the rising smoke blurred his expression, making people unpredictable and difficult to ignore.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"You asked me out for that model. Do you like a model or a physical object?" (End of this chapter)