"Yes! Yes! Uncle Master calms down!"

Several young disciples agreed tremblingly.

After being injured, my uncle had a bad temper and would often punish his disciples, all of whom were afraid of being implicated.

"Why are you so angry with junior brother? Just a little girl, if you don't catch her, just send someone. Wen Guang, you will go in person this time. Even if she is prepared, can she make any waves?" The old man next to him spoke.

"Yes! Master!" Young disciple Li Wenguang agreed.

"Yes!" The old man surnamed Zhu took a breath, nodded, and looked at Li Wenguang's advice, "Although the other party is just a woman, you should be careful when you act. That ancient style is full of weirdness everywhere, which always makes me feel uneasy."

The old man surnamed Zhu paused a little and then said:

"I never pay attention to any legitimate means when doing things in Peacock Villa. As long as I achieve my goal, you are good at using poison. You must make good use of your strengths and never be careless."

"Thank you for your teachings from Master!" Li Wenguang agreed respectfully.

"Go!" The old man surnamed Zhu waved his hand.

"Yes, uncle!"

Li Wenguang agreed and, along with several young disciples, retreated.

"Don't worry, as you said, the ancient style does not understand ancient martial arts at all. Although there are some strange means, that kind of method cannot be used again. If we use it unexpectedly, we will indeed be hit. Now that the junior brother says it, we are prepared and it will be easy to capture and kill him!" said the old man with red face.

"Senior brother is right! I'll recall now, what kind of high-tech means are most likely! The technology outside the world is developing so fast. It is also possible that secret weapons that we don't know will appear."

The old man surnamed Zhu recalled the situation when he was cut off an arm for no reason. How could he think that it was a magic wind blade technique?

At that time, I thought it was because of the internal force that was released, so I was so scared that I turned my head and ran away. Afterwards, I recalled the more I thought about it, and I guessed it was in high technology.

The old man surnamed Zhu gritted his teeth and continued, "This ancient style actually hurt me hard, forcing me to submit the little Peiyuan Dan that I had obtained through a lot of hardships to save my life. He wasted the opportunity to advance to a second-rate warrior in vain, and even missed the Jiuhu Competition... This revenge is really hard to eliminate my hatred. When you take action, you can capture him, please give it to me. I must conquer him by myself. After asking about his secret, I torture him little by little, so that he can survive and die!"

"Well, of course I want to make you angry with me!" The old man with red face nodded beside him, looking very convinced.

...

Haicheng, Gu's private restaurant.

"Why don't you let us in? Can you still pick people when you open the door to do business?"

"That's it! The customer is God! Will your restaurant do business?"

“…”

Several people were gathering around the restaurant front desk, clamoring.

"Sorry! Our restaurant implements real-name consumption. Anyone with bad records here will refuse to consume under our Gu family's name again."

Wan Mengqi's voice was neither humble nor arrogant. Her attitude was very firm, and there was no smile on her face when she greeted other guests, but was cold, which made the few people feel particularly unhappy.

"What real-name consumption! What bad records! Don't use this set to fool people! I think your restaurant is popular and you have started to select customers! Do you know who I am?" A general waved his fat white arms and spitted.

"Didn't you just say that you are Section Chief Zhang of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau?"

Wan Mengqi smiled softly, which made the general feel a little embarrassed and angry. When he entered the door just now, in order to get the people in the restaurant to pay attention, he did report to his house.

Wan Mengqi continued to say in a calm tone:

"It seems that Section Chief Zhang is so unfamiliar! I just called you last month. At that time, Section Chief Zhang entrusts someone else to return the order. I called Section Chief Zhang to confirm and explained to Section Chief Zhang that once the order is returned, it will be listed as the most unpopular customer of my Gushi Group. Not only in the Gushi private restaurant, but even other products of the Gushi Group, if you need real-name products, you will refuse to consume. At that time, Section Chief Zhang seemed to smile and said it was not important."

General Director Zhang's face changed when he heard this. He naturally remembered clearly what had happened just a month ago.

At that time, when he learned that Director Luo wanted to deal with Gu's private restaurant by retiring a large number of orders, Section Chief Zhang immediately took the initiative to send an order in his hand to please him.

As for what Wan Mengqi said about the most unpopular customer when she called, he just laughed it off.

The least popular customer? What a joke!

It’s not the 1980s when materials are scarce. When buying something, people are required to buy... Now it’s the buyer’s market. Even internationally renowned companies are striving to compete to sell their products, and they will still drive customers out?

But, this kind of thing happened!

Looking at the weird eyes of several companions around him, Section Chief Zhang's face turned green.

Today is the dinner he arranged. Recently, after the Gu family's private restaurant has experienced that public relations crisis, its fame has increased sharply and has steadily surpassed Yanfenglou and became the most famous and highest-end restaurant in Haicheng. It was precisely because of this that Section Chief Zhang brought people to eat here, which seemed to be very proud.

I asked a subordinate of the department to place an order in advance. Unexpectedly, when I entered the door, I was turned away by someone just claiming my life. This was not about making face, but about being embarrassed.

"I don't care about your bullshit rules! I'll be sure to eat this meal today!" Section Chief Zhang couldn't get off the stage and started to be tough.

With a wave of his hand, "Go! Let's go in!"

Then, take the lead and walk inside!

There are only Wan Mengqi and two beautiful waiters at the front desk, and they both look soft and weak, which is also the reason why Section Chief Zhang dares to be arrogant.

But just as they were about to rush in, they heard a loud shout, like a muffled thunder exploded:

"Who is making trouble here? Ang? Who is making trouble here?"

As the shouting came, Chef Lu rushed out with two kitchen knives. Chef Lu, who was fat and strong, stared at Section Chief Zhang and his group as if he was about to eat people, waved the kitchen knives in his hand:

"What's going on? Are you? Are you? Want to have a tycoon meal or what?"

Section Chief Zhang and others were trembling.

Brother, what is eating a tyrant meal? Is it good to eat a tyrant meal that means not paying for the meal? How can we not pay? We have a public expense, do we still care about the money?

However, no one dared to explain anything to Chef Lu at this time. The kitchen knife shone coldly, which made people feel cautious.

"You... are you a black shop? I...I'll complain to you! Complaint you! Just wait for investigation!"

The general's belly was obviously stern and weak on the inside. As he spoke, he stepped back.

His guests also retreated.

Until I got on the bus, I could still see General Director Zhang nagging something and pointing at Gu's private restaurant.

However, other guests had obvious disdain on their faces and even gloated.

"Bah! What's the matter!" Chef Lu spitted in the direction of them, "A scum like this wants to eat the dishes I cooked? It's just a dream!"

After Chef Lu cursed, he turned to Wan Mengqi and grinned: "Manager Wan, just carry out the boss's orders. If there are any people who are not open, just say hello to me."

"Okay! Thank you Master Lu!" Wan Mengqi smiled.

"The whole family is working for the boss, why do you thank me?" Chef Lu waved his hand and returned to the kitchen with his kitchen knife.

...

Guan Zishao had just finished his meal and walked out of the private room. Seeing what had just happened, he couldn't help but smile.

She knew about Gu's private restaurants such as real-name consumption. They refused to serve customers with bad reputations.

Not only Guan Zishao, but even most ordinary customers, those who know the inside story, understand this very well.

The order placed for dinner is like a simple agreement. The last time the Gu's private restaurant was in a crisis of trust, they unilaterally tore up the agreement, causing great trouble to the restaurant.

Now, it makes sense that the restaurant refuses to do business with them.

What's more, Haicheng is not big, and people who can come to private restaurants to consume are basically aware of these things. This is not a simple commercial competition.

It is normal for ancient style to take revenge. If ancient style does not take revenge, they will be scolded as a soft man and looked down upon.

"Mr. Guan, are you eating well?" Chef Lu held the kitchen knife and his fat face smiled and his fat face turned into pleats.

"Well! Master Lu's cooking skills are getting better and better!" Guan Zishao praised with a smile.

"Where is it! The boss's seasoning is good!" Chef Lu said sincerely.

"hehe!"

Guan Zishao smiled and felt a little proud. The feeling was more comfortable than others praising him.

He responded to Wan Mengqi's greeting and walked out the door.

After that storm, Gu's private restaurant became even more popular. Once meals are at mealtime, the small parking lot will be full. Both sides of the street at the entrance are full of cars. The tables in Gu's private restaurant are now divided into three levels: 10,000, 20,000 and 30,000. There are more than ten tables every day, and there are more than 100 guests, most of whom drive. Although the hotel is small, there are many cars.

When Guan Zishao came to have a meal, the cars at the door were full, so he could only park the car to the corner of the street.

Now walking over and just opened the car door, a young man came towards him, with a clean smile on his face, which easily gave people a favor.

"Hello, how do you get to this place?"

The young man holds something that seems to be a map in his hand.

Guan Zishao frowned. Although the other party didn't look like a bad person, her personality has always been unwilling to talk to strangers, and even more unwilling to say anything to strangers.

However, when the other party was about to open the map, she subconsciously looked down.

Just when he lowered his head, he felt a faint sweet fragrance coming into his nose. Before Guan Zishao could react, he felt dizzy and his feet became weak.

not good!

Guan Zishao immediately realized that he might have been hit and wanted to go to his bag to get the magic scroll. However, at this time, his strength had been evacuated. Not to mention his arms, he couldn't even lift his fingers. When his body softened, he would sag onto the ground. At the same time, he had lost consciousness.

The young man held her arm, opened the car door, and pushed it with the flow. Guan Zishao happened to fall on the back seat of the car.

An old lady passing by around saw this scene and turned her head strangely.

"My girlfriend, I'm drunk too much!" The young man turned around and gave a smile and explained it briefly, which made people feel trustworthy.

"Hey! The young people now..."
To be continued...