But Pipilu covered his mouth with his hands and said to Song Tianbao excitedly: "Brother Bao, have you seen it? Have you seen it?"

Song Tianbao asked: "What did you see?"

"She's wearing pink, and lace..."

As soon as Pipilu said this, the waiter immediately drooped his face. Of course she heard Pipilu's obscene words, and of course she knew what Pipilu saw on her body.

Song Tianbao was a little uncomfortable when the waitress saw it, so he quickly smoothed out: "Beauty, I'm sorry, my brother had meningitis when he was a child. When he saw the beauty, he would talk nonsense. He was actually praising you for being beautiful and praising you for being good at dressing..."

When Song Tianbao said this, the waitress turned her head and glanced at him and forced a smile.

Song Tianbao asked: "Beauty, I want to ask where is the monster stone sculpture at the door? And who planned the rockery and locust tree in your backyard?"

The waitress wearing a high-slit cheongsam was a little surprised and stared at Song Tianbao with her eyes up and down: "Little handsome guy, aren't you here to have a meal?"

Song Tianbao: "We are here for dinner, but I'm a little curious. The decoration style of your Strange Flavor Building is very special, and it actually takes a supernatural style."

The waiter frowned: "What is supernatural wind?"

Song Tianbao smiled and said, "Oh, nothing, I'm just curious. Why do you put two monsters at the door? Do you have to be so weird when you say 'Monster Weitulou'?"

The waiter looked embarrassed and hesitant: "I don't know much about this."

Song Tianbao said: "Don't worry, we will order more dishes later."

The waitress looked behind her and found that there was no one, so she whispered: "To be honest, I hate the statue at the door, and it's scary to see it at night. However, these things are the suggestions of our boss, and we dare not say anything nonsense. Last month, a sister wiped the statue with a unclean rag, and when she saw it, she was fired. Our boss said that the two statues were a blessing."

When Pipilu heard this, he was very excited: "Hey, is it still attracting wealth? Do you know that the statue is actually..."

Before he could finish his words, Song Tianbao pinched his thigh hard and stopped him.

Song Tianbao then asked: "Beauty, who is your big boss?"

The waitress said, "You guys should be high school students. If I guess correctly, they should still be from No. 8 Middle School, right? If I say the name of our boss, you must have heard of them."

While staring at her thighs, Pipilu asked again: "Tell me, who is your big boss?"

The waitress said: "Jo Mingzhu."

Pipilu almost screamed: "Ah, it turns out that your boss is Qiao Mingzhu? No wonder, Qiao Mingzhu is really not short of money, so even if you lose money in this restaurant, she probably can continue to operate it."

Although the waitress didn't like to hear Pippilu's words, she still nodded reluctantly.

After the waiter left, Song Tianbao asked Pipilu: "Who is Qiao Mingzhu?"

Pipilu smiled, then looked at Zhou Ningning with a strange look and said, "Hey, goddess, you should know Qiao Mingzhu, right?"

Zhou Ningning was a little surprised: "How could I know each other?"

"Goddess, how could you not even recognize Qiao Mingzhu? Everyone is saying that Qiao Mingzhu may become your future mother-in-law?"

After Pipilu said this, Song Tianbao and Zhou Ningning were both surprised at the same time.

Zhou Ningning became even more angry and asked with a stern face: "Hey, Pipilu, what are you bullshit? Who is my mother-in-law? You have to make it clearer!"

Pipilu quickly bowed and apologized: "Goddess, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my mouth smelly, but I really think you and Zhu Ziyun will be a pair in the future."

Zhou Ningning rolled her eyes at him: "You are bored..."

Song Tianbao then suddenly realized.

It turns out that Qiao Mingzhu is Zhu Ziyun's mother.

Zhu Ziyun's father is the deputy mayor, and his mother is Qiao Mingzhu, a real estate tycoon. Therefore, Zhu Ziyun is a typical second-generation official and second-generation rich in the No. 8 Middle School. In addition, he is tall and handsome, everyone believes that only Zhou Ningning, a girl in the No. 8 Middle School, can be worthy of him.

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"Pipilu, if you talk nonsense again in the future, I will be really angry."

Zhou Ningning has always disliked others talking about him and Zhu Ziyun. Although Zhu Ziyun is indeed tall and handsome, she is also a top student and boy from No. 8 Middle School; although she is indeed favored by many boys, and she is even respected as the "goddess" of No. 8 Middle School.

Song Tianbao smiled and glanced at her: "Class Zhou Ningning, what kind of boy do you like?"

Zhou Ningning's cheeks flushed when asked, and quickly said two words to the waiter: "Order food!"

After the waitress secretly heard that "Qiao Mingzhu may be Zhou Ningning's future mother-in-law", her attitude became very enthusiastic and promised to give three people a 20% discount.

Zhou Ningning picked up the dining brand and started ordering.

Soon, she ordered a large portion of boiled fish, a boiled meat slice, a boiled slice, a Mapo tofu, an eggplant pot, plus a chicken feet, a plate of peanuts, and a plate of pickles.

After ordering the dishes, Zhou Ningning asked: "Student Song Tianbao, do you think there is enough dishes?"

Song Tianbao quickly said enough, then turned to ask the waiter: "How do you calculate the rice here?"

The waiter said: "Rice is calculated based on the cap, and each person costs three yuan."

Pipiru suddenly started to furiously: "Why is it so expensive? Rice costs three yuan per person?"

Song Tianbao signaled Pipilu to sit down quickly: "Pippilu, since you are treating me, you can't be more generous. You're all fussy when eating a few rice?"

Pipilu thought to himself: That's right, how much money can you eat rice? So he shouted to the waiter loudly: "Okay, let's have two rice for each person."

"Okay."

The waiter was about to leave, but Song Tianbao kept her again.

Song Tianbao scratched his head and smiled shyly: "Sorry, my classmate just said the wrong thing. As for rice, they only need two bowls of rice. My stomach is so hungry, why don't you give me ten bowls of rice first."

The waiter thought he had heard it wrong and asked in surprise: "Can you finish four bowls of rice alone?"

Song Tianbao shook his head: "No, no, no, you may have heard it wrong. I didn't want four bowls, but ten bowls."

When Song Tianbao said this, everyone stared at him with wide eyes.

Pipilu even gently touched him with his arm: "Hey, Brother Bao, although the rice here is calculated based on human heads, once you can't finish it, you will have to deduct money."

The waiter also nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, if you can't finish it, you can count as two dollars per bowl."

Song Tianbao touched Kong Kong's belly: "Don't worry, Zhou Ningning ordered so many delicious dishes, and ten bowls of rice should not be a problem."

When everyone heard this, they were so scared that they dared not speak.

Two minutes later, when the waiter finally brought the rice for three people.

When the ten bowls of white rice were placed in front of Song Tianbao, Pipilu looked surprised, and looked like a Down syndrome. He stretched out his finger and pointed at the top ten bowls of rice, and said in a trembling tone: "Brother Bao, are you sure you are not Marshal Tianpeng's reincarnation?"

When the ten bowls of white rice were placed in front of Song Tianbao, Zhou Ningning also widened her watery eyes and looked straight at Song Tianbao. After hesitating for a while, she still whispered three words: "Don't hold on!"

When the ten bowls of white rice were placed in front of Song Tianbao, even the guests in the private room next door couldn't help but look over. Everyone wanted to see how a middle-aged high school student swallowed ten bowls of rice.

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!