“It’s much more comfortable, it’s much more comfortable.”

Zhou Ze breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It was this mouth that kept blocking my throat and made me faint. Now it's better, just vomit it out."

After talking to himself, Zhou Ze let go of Dong Fan's shoulders. It was not that he didn't want to support him, but mainly because there was a little bit that seemed to have been put into his hands just now.

Seeing that there was no advantage at hand, Zhou Ze directly picked up Dong Fan's clothes in front of him and reached out to wipe them.

While wiping, he complained, "Why are your clothes so wet?"

"Crack."

This is the sound of the upper and lower teeth colliding!

At this moment, Dong Fan was not in a hurry to remove the soup from his face from it, allowing the liquid to slide down his dirt-filled wrinkles...

My hands were trembling with anger, and the fat on my body was even shaking visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Ze noticed Dong Fan's angry look, and smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, I am Zhou Ze, the master of the Taoist temple. I don't know what your name is?"

"By the way, you seem to be called Dong Fan, right? You haven't drunkenly yet, and I haven't heard your self-introduction, hahaha." Zhou Ze said.

Dong Fan looked at Zhou Ze with his eyes low, and bloodshots slowly spread over: "Do you still have the courage to shake hands with me?"

"What's the point?" Zhou Ze replied with a smile: "You dare to touch other girls casually, why can't I, a handsome guy, touch you? Oh, you've made a fortune! Look at your sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks..."

Zhou Ze spoke jokingly, but the two little girls behind him looked at Zhou Ze with an extremely grateful look.

They knew that their savior was coming.

"etc!"

Someone from the group who had just stood up on the table spoke. Zhou Ze looked over and saw that the man was wearing a black suit, and even the golden thin line pattern on it was the same as the waiter in Dongyuan Pavilion.

It seems that this is the manager of Dongyuan Pavilion.

Zhou Ze did not respond, but understood all the things in his heart.

Especially when the two service ladies behind him sighed with some fear, it further confirmed Zhou Ze’s inner thoughts.

The manager of Dongyuan Pavilion is clearly the same as Dong Fan.

If he hadn't been blocked in his throat by two drinks of alcohol, his consciousness would have been a little blurred, and when Zhou Ze saw Dong Fan touching his feet before entering the door, Zhou Ze would have kicked in.

"Sir...you go first. This is the manager of our Dongyuan Pavilion. You see, you might as well leave first."

"Yes, sir, there is no need to offend the manager of Dongyuan Pavilion for us..."

The two service ladies behind him whispered behind Zhou Ze. When they heard their tone, they seemed to be very scared...

"Sir, you are causing trouble in Dongyuan Pavilion. Are you not afraid that I will call the police and arrest you?!" Zhang Dong said bluntly.

Dong Fan was invited by him after much effort. Zhang Dong took a fancy to him. If he built a small Dongyuan Pavilion there, the turnover of the whole day would not be much worse than here.

This manor is actually good, but it is a bit too far-fetched. Zhang Dong still hopes that Dongyuan Pavilion can go to the nearest subway.

And the company that was renovated in this land is the company where Dong Fan is located. Otherwise, why would he have so much effort to invite Dong Fan?

It’s not because as long as you take down this land, you will be the general manager!

So, Zhang Dong must satisfy him what Dong Fan wants, even if Dong Fan just named him, he would get the body of the young lady at the door.

Zhang Dong did not refute, and even asked the service lady to go there.

There was nothing big before, but now Dong Fan has been vomited by Zhou Ze's face. Couldn't Zhang Dong take action yet?

"Making trouble?" Zhou Ze shook his head and said, "Why do I feel that he was harassing the waiter first?"

Zhang Dong lowered his eyebrows and said, "Sir, jokingly, Mr. Dong Fan has never harassed the waiter at all. In fact, the waiter saw that Dong Fan had a unique status and wanted to post it and take the opportunity to get the position."

"You're talking nonsense!" The service lady behind her spoke, "You are clearly inverting black and white. Which eye did you see me sticking to Dong Fan?!"

"Shut up!"

Zhang Dong looked over angrily: "How can the manager interrupt you when he speaks?!"

"But you just forced me to sit on Dong Fan's thigh!" The service lady became more and more angry as she spoke, and even said loudly regardless of the obstruction of the people next to her.

Sun Gang and Zhao Li also looked over and thought of a sentence in their hearts: "This mess is really garbage."

Zhang Dong smiled: "Xiao Pan, is there any evidence you said?"

It turned out that the bullied waiter was called Xiao Pan. It was indeed as his name was. Sometimes he was quite panicked... Zhou Ze thought to himself.

Xiao Pan obviously showed a look of panic on his face: "I... they all saw it!"

"No." The remaining people shook their heads. They were originally in the same group as Dong Fan and Zhang Dong, so naturally they would not talk to Xiao Pan.

"I can prove it!" another waitress said.

Zhou Ze recognized that she was the waitress who had been smiling all the time.

"Ah Xiao, are you joking? You are clearly not serving the same private room as Xiao Pan, so how can you prove it?" Zhang Dong continued.

At this moment, Dong Fan had wiped his face clean with the help of others. He nodded slightly as Zhang Dong's actions and said, "Manager Zhang, if they did something wrong, we will call the police. I don't know if there is a camera in this private room."

When Zhang Dong heard Dong Fan's words, he immediately understood and said directly: "It's natural to call the police, but there is never a camera in our Dongyuan Pavilion private room."

Then no one can prove his harassment of the waiter! Dong Fan smiled evilly.

"So there is no camera." Zhou Ze breathed lightly: "I thought there was a camera..."

"We can call the police to arrest you if there is no camera!"

"That's natural." Zhou Ze nodded and continued, "I originally wanted to hear which bastard manager pushed his employees out, but now I have to spend all my effort."

After saying that, Zhou Ze signaled Xiao Pan to close the door of the private room, then naturally carried a stool and took off one leg of the stool.

Putting the legs of the stool in his hand and slamming it, Zhou Ze smiled at Zhang Dong and Dong Fan.

"Why did you take off the stool?" Zhang Dong asked, a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"There is nothing else, only by hand."

"You! What do you want to do!" Zhang Dong was a little panicked and slowly retreated.

"I feel itchy when I want to hit someone." Zhou Ze said.

"It's not right."
Chapter completed!