"Still in a daze? Don't want to work anymore?" Lan Muyun looked at the lobby manager and asked in a cold voice.
The manager of the lobby came back to his senses, and quickly smiled flatteringly at Qin Ning. She lowered her head and said, "Miss Ning, we have the freshest seafood. How would you like to eat it? Shall I call the chef over to meet you?" !"
Seeing such a snobbish person, Shaqima sneered from the sidelines, "It wasn't like this attitude just now, but it has changed now. In this world, it is true that money can make Motui ghosts!"
Of course, the lobby manager was embarrassed when Shaqima said that. But she couldn't help it, she was stupid today and didn't observe more. Now she can only make an apologetic smile and say to Qin Ning: "That's right, that's right, it's a motui ghost now. Miss Ning, can I ask someone to bring fruit in to the box over there?"
Qin Ning looked at Lei Momo who was next to him, Lei Momo's face was condensed, she was actually upset, "Okay!"
You Lei nodded silently, and the lobby manager finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Next, the three of Qin Ning followed Lan Muyun into the box.
Lan Muyun, the second-hand guy in the box, kept staring at Qin Ning. He felt that Qin Ning was still different from the photo. I am that kind of more refined existence.
He once again worshiped Mu Yucheng from the bottom of his heart. Sure enough, this guy always has the best vision, and he is very good at picking women.
When Lan Muyun saw Qin Ning's appearance, Lei Momo was upset. I saw Lei silently knocked on the table, and said very unhappy: "Can you stop looking at my artist like that, huh?"
Lan Muyun also realized that he seemed a little rude, and quickly poured water for Qin Ning and the others respectfully, and said while pouring water: "Little sister-in-law, don't get me wrong. I...I really have no other meaning. I I happened to be eating alone today, and I saw those three women bullying you. As the messenger of the sister-in-law, how could I not stand up and help you out? Sister-in-law, can you tell Mu Yucheng a few more words about me when you go back? Good word?"
"I'm not that familiar with him." Qin Ning picked up the teacup and said coldly.
"I'm not that familiar yet. Both..." Lan Muyun noticed that Qin Ning's eyes were as cold as a knife. Knowing that he would probably be beaten to death if he continued speaking, he quickly changed his words.
"That's right, I'm not familiar with you at all! Well, I'm not familiar with my sister-in-law either. Sister-in-law, I'm Lan Muyun. From now on, my sister-in-law's business is my business, so feel free to tell me what you want. Put the frying pan on! I even..."
"Huh?" Qin Ning frowned. She didn't believe Lan Muyun's words.
Lan Muyun scratched his head, and said with a smile: "I know that my sister-in-law would not let me go, isn't it? But I like this kind of green tea and white lotus. I can pinch it quickly and accurately. One will die, sister-in-law, believe it or not?"
As he said that, Lan Muyun really made a crushing motion.
Seeing such a bright and handsome man making such amusing gestures, Qin Ning and Lei Momo finally couldn't hold back their laughter.
Seeing Qin Ning's smile, Lan Muyun heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He wanted to say that he was still very smart. From now on, he had to hug the thighs in front of him tightly so that he could survive.
After Shaqima over there studied the menu, she looked at Lan Muyun nervously, "Mr. Lan, are you treating us to this meal?",
Lei Momo heard Shaqima's question, tugged at her arm, and said in a low voice, "I've agreed to treat you. Don't you believe me?"