Chapter 601

They ate together and paid together.

The manager of the restaurant was about to serve Zheng Moyan's table. He raised his arm and motioned the waiter to go to table O1 to show the guests to the front desk and pay by card.

The meal money is small money, mainly the money for private market!

"Bill, bill for table 01."

The waiter is holding a tray in his hand, which is the bill of Zheng Moyan's desk. He hurried around Jin Zuo and rushed to the checkout desk not far away.

The manager is a little confused:

How can Zheng's childe have a meal and even issue an invoice? What's up, Zheng's film? Go back to his father's financial deduction? Or reimbursement? It's too That's bullshit.

But the customers have the demand for the catering invoice, how can such a high-end restaurant refuse?

I'll give it to him.

The manager skillfully opened the billing software and asked:

"what is the customer's title and tax number? Do you only pay for food and beverage, or do you charge for charter service? "

Without waiting for a reply, he raised his head in his busy schedule and looked at another waiter beside Zheng Moyan in the distance.

When the waiter saw that the manager misunderstood him, he trotted over and forgot to control his voice. He said abruptly:

"the guest didn't want to issue an invoice, but the male guest said he wanted to open a room. He heard it wrong --"

the manager was stunned, cleared his throat, and his smile was ambiguous. He said angrily:

"the difference between the two words of issuing an invoice and opening a room is so many that he can hear it wrong, and the little bunny is breathing at work what? They are legal husband and wife. They don't care what you do. Go and serve the guests quickly. Don't delay. "

He waved the man away, and then remembered that Jin Zuo had to pay for the table.

Raise the smile of the standard service industry, look up, words have not come out, but the line of sight into his eyes to eat people!

"Jin, Mr. Jin? You, you want to open a room -- no, Pooh, do you want to open a room? "

The manager has the impulse to commit suicide every minute.

A good cloud restaurant is going to be destroyed in its own hands

Jin Zuo resisted the impending anger, slowly took out a black card from his wallet and pressed it on the counter.

He didn't say anything, but bowed his head and told little pomelo: "wait for me here."

Youzhi nodded obediently. You don't need to ask, but you know that babi must be angry with Jana. If you want to find her, you'd better get her back from the greasy handsome man and accompany him to the amusement park.

"Okay, daddy, come on."

He waved his little fist and gave Jin Zuo a boost. Then he pushed the high chair on the side and climbed up with a lot of effort.

"Billing!"

He is full of middle spirit, his hands are scattered, and he looks like a young master to the manager of the restaurant.

Although I don't know what it means to open a house and invoice, it seems that dad is a little angry with Jana about opening a house, so I'll invoice myself. Maybe dad will be a little happier than Jana?

The manager is full of black lines. He can't stand the little devil, so he has to pay the bill.

Don't want to ask what the title, directly find out the company's title tax number, Maliu issued a catering invoice, to the hands of the small pomelo.

"Put it away, and give it to your father later."

"Thank you."

Youzhi carefully collects the bill, climbs down from the stool again, doesn't go anywhere, just waits for Jin Zuo to come back to him.

Mo Huan didn't leave with Jin Zuo. She knew that you Zhi was here and Jin Zuo would come back.

As long as she is Youzhi's mother for one day, he will not be so heartless to her, and her feelings can be cultivated slowly. She doesn't feel that she is not charming.

Maybe she didn't do it well before, but now she knows that even in acting, she has to overcome her aversion to Youzhi, to please him and be considerate of him.

Just a child, give some sugar to eat, coax two words to accompany to play together. It won't be long before she's a mother.

Squatting down, she supported the little pomelo's shoulder and asked with a smile:

"where would you like to play in the afternoon, baby? Will Mommy take you to the playground? "

Youzhi's eyes brightened, but he remembered that he had already made an appointment with Cana, and he preferred to go with Cana, so he shook his head.

Mo Huan didn't expect that some children didn't like paradise.

Further efforts, she continued:

"then Mommy will take you to see penguins in the underwater paradise? Or to see a children's play? "

Youzhi shook his head hard:

"I want to go back, I promise daddy to accompany him to the game, our father and son are good partners in the game, where I also have the ability to protect daddy, I like that world."

Instinctively, Mo Huan felt hostile to Gana.

Small grapefruit choose to hide the part of Jiang Fu, also hide his and Gana to the playground agreement.

Besides, Zheng Moyan went to the front desk to check out, and Jiang Fu had to go to the bathroom.

She came out of the toilet with a heavy and cumbersome briefcase and a tight little suit. She stood in front of the sink. She put the briefcase on the waterproof platform and arranged her clothes in front of the mirror."It seems that the lining is too exposed? How can it get lower and lower? "

She shakes the water on her hand, takes out a paper towel to clean it, and then raises the height of the V-neck to hide her business line.

This is a conservative action, but in the eyes of men, it is still a kind of provocation.

Feel a cold with hot eyes, she trembled, bad premonition immediately rise.

Yu Guang glances at a corner of the mirror -

sure enough! It's him!

Why is he in the ladies' room again? I can't get rid of that, can I?

In surprise, Jiang Fu has forgotten that the person in front of her has changed her soul and is no longer the crazy little white.

She became more and more used to distinguish between two people.

Sometimes really confused, who is he?