"What about people? Seyoung, are you sure that kid from Yomiya Yoshi came to this restaurant?

Pang Zhantian was very impatient at this time in the Asian Games Village, in the most upscale Western restaurant, swiping his mobile phone, and his unhappy expression became more and more obvious.

He has always been used to others waiting for him, and he doesn't like waiting for others at all. The damn thing is that almost ten minutes have passed since the appointment was made at this point in time, and there is still no palace guitar appearing, and Pang Zhantian's mood is falling down like a straight line.

"There should be no mistake, there is only one house in the Asian Games Village called R& B Western restaurant, just ask, you know, you can't be mistaken. It's not surprising that Miyaji's kid is late, so Pang Shao, you wait a minute, I'll urge him again and ask him when he's coming. ”

Fang Shirong was actually very angry, but he had no choice but to continue to urge Gong Ji on WeChat.

However, another five minutes passed, and Fang Shirong was sweating profusely in a hurry, typing frantically with his mobile phone, and the expression on his face became more and more hideous.

"What's the matter, that kid can't change his mind temporarily?" Pang Zhantian was even more impatient, there were still people who dared to let him fly, he really couldn't bear it, and challenged his Pang Zhantian's bottom line.

"Uh? I didn't say I wanted to change the hexagram, I sent him so many WeChats, and he didn't reply to me...... Lyca Tamad ...... Yes...... Ouch! my ass...... Waiter, waiter, get here! What's the matter, sit on a broken chair for me, fall to your death!"

Fang Shirong was crazy, he sent dozens of messages to Gong Ji on WeChat, and after a long time, Gong Ji did not reply to him a single message. At that time, he only added WeChat, and there was no phone number from Gong Ji, so he was so anxious that Fang Shirong scolded.

However, it was good that Fang Shirong didn't scold, as soon as he scolded, it triggered the passivity of the ancient coins, and the tragedy came immediately! The chair he was sitting on under his ass suddenly fell apart, smashing Fang Shirong's ass and his face turned green. Fang Shirong roared angrily, and soon alarmed a store manager.

Pang Zhantian was dumbfounded, looking at Fang Shirong who suddenly fell under the table. This kid has been really unlucky lately, this fall must be very painful, right?

"I'm sorry, this gentleman, I'm really sorry! I'll give you a new chair!" said the store manager very apologetically, wanting to change the chair for Pang Zhantian.

"Change Nima! Lao Tzu fell so painfully, you want to open it as soon as you say 'change the chair'? There is no door! What about your manager? Call your store manager out, I want him to explain clearly, why did this chair suddenly rot?" Fang Shirong was about to break his buttocks, but he didn't want to let it go so easily.

"Uh, I'm really sorry, sir, I'm the store manager, the current person in charge of the store. Sir, don't be angry yet, for I can answer your request now. First of all, we should state that all the chairs used in our restaurant are luxury chairs imported from the island country with high-grade wood processing, and the weight of each chair is more than 300 catties, and they have passed the quality inspection of the relevant national units, and there can be no problems in quality. The store manager said calmly and unhurriedly.

"Fart! There will be no problem? What does it mean that there will be no problem with quality? I don't care where did you import this broken chair? The problem now is, if I sit on your chair, I will almost fall to my death! You explain it to me clearly and give me a satisfactory answer, otherwise your broken restaurant will be waiting to close!" Fang Shirong is so angry, this idiot still has the face to pull the quality of that chair for him? He was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

"What more reply would you like sir? I can guarantee that our chairs will be fine. Besides, sir, aren't you good? If you can fall to your death while sitting on a chair, then the human race of the earthlings has long been extinct. I don't really understand, sir, what kind of answer do you want to be satisfied?" The store manager was also tough, and he would not be frightened by Fang Shirong's words. Just imagine, who has the ability to open a restaurant in the Asian Games Village, which store owner has no background?

"You...... Don't give me any promises, you promise a fart! Now I'm sitting in your chair and falling, you have to give me an explanation! Do you know my dad...... Hmph!" "Fang Shirong is really going crazy, what kind of attitude is this person, he is dead." Fang Shirong habitually wanted to take out Fang Gang's signboard to deter the other party, but suddenly remembered that the limelight was tight at the moment, and immediately swallowed the words in his stomach.

"Sir, what explanation do you want? Do you see that everyone else sits on the same chairs, don't they all sit well? Do you see what's the problem? I don't see anyone sitting on a bad chair? But sir, why do you sit on a bad chair? Shouldn't you reflect on this question? Is it your weight, or is it your sitting posture? Restaurant B is a high-end restaurant, and it is not necessary to ask customers for a chair. Sir, if you are still not satisfied with my explanation, you are always welcome to complain, and of course you can go to another house for dinner. For some Aoq, please forgive us R&D B restaurant can't afford to entertain!"

The store manager's attitude was unexpectedly tough, and he also bit back, blaming Fang Shirong for his mistake.

You are paralyzed!

Fang Shirong felt that he was going crazy, what a garbage restaurant. Obviously there is a problem with his chair, and he bites back, blaming Lao Tzu for being too heavy, blaming Lao Tzu for having a problem with his sitting posture?

"Ahem, Shirong, it's important to get down to business! Then you go and change a good chair for my friend, go quickly!" Pang Zhantian couldn't listen anymore, so he interrupted and asked the store manager to change a good chair.

Fang Shirong, who was about to go crazy, finally looked at Pang Zhanlong's sake, and didn't care about the store manager.

"Hehe! This young and handsome gentleman is generous and reasonable! Please wait a moment, I will arrange it for you! In order to express our apologies, we will give you a 50% discount on today's meal. The store manager smiled and changed a chair for Fang Shirong next door, and quickly picked up the scattered chairs.

Handsome Nyima's breath, Thong Nima Dali!

Before leaving, this bullshit manager didn't forget to insinuate and mock Fang Shirong with him, so angry that Fang Shirong almost couldn't help but do it.

"Alright, alright! Don't be like this kind of redneck, they haven't seen a big scene, and the poor service is expected. If it weren't for Miyayoshi's boy, this kind of broken store wouldn't have been paid to me. Hurry up, how did you say about contacting Miyayoshi just now? He didn't reply to you? So is he coming or not coming?"

If Pang Zhanlong met Fang Shirong like this, he might have overturned this restaurant long ago. But thinking that this is the Asian Games Village, it is not something that can be done casually, so I can only comfort Fang Shirong and get down to business first.