Jian Zhengqing stood at the door, pacing with some anxiety. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at his movements, the waiter at the door of the café behind him looked at him with a bit of curiosity in his eyes, and he was always wondering in his heart, what is this person going to do?

From the beginning to the present, Zheng Zhengqing has maintained such a state for more than ten minutes.

If it weren't for the fact that he had just seen Jian Zhengqing get off a BMW, he would have opened his mouth to pick up people, which was going around at the door of his house, it would simply affect business, if he was really seen by the foreman, it is estimated that he would be reprimanded again.

Well, the bad taste of the rich!

The waiter pursed his lips, and then secretly thought unhappily in his heart, when he becomes a rich man one day, he must also show off, and when the time comes, money, beauty, luxury cars and mansions will not be less, become a CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and go to the peak of life.

"Poor and pitiful, just give a few bites to eat!"

Just when the waiter's heart was secretly yy, a trembling old voice reached his ears, awakening him from his wonderful fantasy.

The waiter's mood was immediately very unhappy when he was disturbed by the dream, and he looked in the direction from which the voice came, and the first thing that caught his eye was a pair of eyes with a look of horror.

Standing in front of him, is a ragged old man, although it is now spring, but the capital at the end of March is still with the last residual cold, many people on the street are still wearing down or warm, and the old man in front of him, the clothes are covered with dense patches, there is also a shabby straw hat on his head, his skin is dark, and his hands are densely covered with frostbite like dead tree roots, holding a simple tea jar in his hand, he is looking at the waiter in front of him with an embarrassed smile, in addition to being frightened, there is also a bit of strong hope in his eyes。

Although there has never been a shortage of people who take begging as a profession in this world, and such people have been repeatedly exposed in the media recently, there are some people who only need to look at them to see the difference between them and those fake beggars.

It's like this old man in front of him.

At this time, the waiter was a little annoyed, and after seeing the old man, he suddenly became even more angry, and said to the old man impatiently: "Go, go, don't be here, this is not a place for you to come, hurry up and get out of the way, and delay the business in the store, do you know what kind of people are here!"

With a look of disdain and disgust in his eyes, he waved his hand at the old man.

After hearing the waiter's words, the old man's eyes, which were originally flashing with strong hope, suddenly became dim, facing the waiter's disgusted look that he was afraid to avoid, he smiled awkwardly, with a little hesitation on his face, the feet covered with mud, took a few steps, as if he wanted to leave, but maybe he was a little unwilling, and didn't want to leave like this, so he mustered up his courage and waved the teapot in his hand at the waiter:" Okay, okay, just give me something to eat, the family is in trouble, the son and daughter-in-law are gone, the wife is sick and can't get up, I'm also ......"

"You old thing, don't you have long ears, you can't hear me tell you to get out, right, you've been talking here since the beginning, who wants to hear about your, get out of here!" Before the old man could finish his words, he was interrupted by the waiter's roar like a cannon, and the old man seemed to be stunned by his sudden outburst, and stood there with a look of astonishment, he shook his hand violently, and opened the teapot in the old man's hand.

The teapot flew to the side, grunted on the ground a few times, and just landed at the feet of Zheng Qing, waking up Zheng Zheng Qing from his contemplation just now, subconsciously looked around a few times, and then saw a scene happening here.

After hearing the waiter's roar, he couldn't help frowning, first bent down, picked up the teapot, and then strode towards it.

Here, the waiter was cheering angrily, and then he saw the customer who had been pacing outside the door just now walking towards this side, and he first waved his hand impatiently at the old man: "Hurry up, don't be here, don't delay our business!"

After speaking, an exaggerated smile quickly appeared on his face, and he looked at Zheng Qing with a smile: "Hello, may I ask how many of you?"

Facing the waiter with a flattering face, Zheng Qing didn't pay attention to it, didn't even look at him, but walked straight to the old man's side, he was tall and big, and his figure suddenly shrouded the old man.

Looking at the expressionless Qian Zhengqing, the old man's mouth trembled, his eyes showed a look of fear, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could make a sound, Jian Zhengqing stretched out his hand, grabbed his shoulder, led him to the side of the steps, and let him sit there.

The old man still didn't understand what was going on, and struggled to stand up, but after being glared at by Lu Zhengqing, he no longer had the courage to resist, and sat there obediently, with a worried face, as if he didn't know what bad luck was going to befall him.

As for the tea jar, it was always held in Zhengqing's hand and not returned to the old man.

After this, Lu Zhengqing turned around and walked inside, ignoring the waiter who wanted to come over to offer his courtesy, and walked straight to the bar.

"Hello sir, is there anything I can serve you?" The waitress at the bar said politely to Zheng Qing, looking at the elegant temperament of Zheng Qing, her eyes almost lit up.

But her smile quickly froze on her face.

Just when she didn't finish speaking, Zheng Zhengqing put the broken teapot in his hand on the bar, and then said calmly: "Filet mignon, the speed should be fast, as for the number of servings, fill this teapot for me!"

Hearing Jian Zhengqing's words, the waitress was petrified instantly, she raised her head, and subconsciously felt that Jian Zhengqing was not here to make trouble, and was about to call someone, but saw Jian Zhengqing take out her wallet, casually point out a few bright red bills and throw them on the table: "The rest is your tip, by the way, cut the steak into small pieces for me!"

The waitress looked at Zheng Qing in a daze, and only after a long time did she order a meal for Zheng Qing with a complicated face.

Fifteen minutes later, in the gaze of the waiter, Zheng Zhengqing came straight to the old man with an uneasy face with a steaming steak in a teapot, and then slowly bent down to put the teapot in front of him, and then Shi Shiran walked away, and the waiter at the door had a white and red face.

Although Zheng Zhengqing didn't say a word, what he did made the waiter feel that it was a silent lesson and sarcasm for him......

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