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She had just arrived at the restaurant and was preparing to go to the kitchen, but then she saw that there was actually no one at the restaurant that should've been busy at noon.

So he called a waiter and asked, "What's the situation? Is our restaurant going to close down and rectify the situation? "

At this time of the year, the people who had included Phyllis were also pretty well-off.

Most of the waiters were already gathered on the second floor. It was a rare occasion for them to have such a leisurely time. Usually, they would be extremely busy at this time of day. The stairs on the second floor were blocked off by waiters.

All of them were fervently discussing amongst themselves.

"He looks so handsome, is he an actor?"

"I've never seen this actor before! His looks were secondary, it mainly depended on his temperament! "This gentleman is so noble, he's simply …"

"The main point is just having money, okay!?"

"Only I noticed that the little lackey who had a paralyzed face was also extremely handsome?"

"..."

"Is she really that good-looking?" Wen Liang approached the little girl's back and asked softly.

"Yeah, yeah!" Everyone nodded in agreement.

"What about compared to President Qi?"

"It's different!" "His temperament is different, it's impossible to compare."

"All handsome."

"The most important thing is that the President Qi has a good target …" As soon as the girl finished speaking and turned around, she realized that the one standing behind her was Wen Liang. Furthermore, she was the one who had asked the question.

As a result, they were so scared that they hastily opened up a path, but none of them dared to say anything.

Wen Liang helplessly looked at the group of young ladies, only to discover that each of the waiters in his house was so pretty. It seemed that the previous selection criteria for Ferris' staff was quite high.

"What are you all doing at the foot of the stairs? "In a while, the dishes will be delivered from downstairs, and you guys have blocked all of the tunnels." Wen Liang waved his hand. "All of you, go down."

A group of beautiful waiters scattered like birds.

Only then did Wen Liang stealthily walk over to the dining table. He also wanted to see the appearance of this person who had caused the girls to become infatuated with each other. The most important thing was the way they were doing it.

At this moment, the manager was standing right in front of the man. Because of the fat manager, Wen Liang couldn't see the man's face at all. He was wearing a dark blue suit. The material on the top layer was excellent. The dark black shirt had two open buttons, and the incomparably delicate cuff links showed that the shirt was extremely expensive.

Wen Liang pondered for a moment. His actions were quite amusing as well. Therefore, she smiled and shook her head before turning around to leave. She believed that the manager would definitely take good care of this esteemed guest.

Just as Wen Liang was about to turn and leave, he suddenly heard a familiar voice from the direction of the dining table: "Zhao Aiguo."

Wen Liang: "....."

I must have seen a ghost...

An illusion, it must be an illusion! He must have been hallucinating.

Wen Liang lowered his head, preparing to silently disappear.

However, just as he walked two steps, he suddenly saw a pair of shiny leather shoes.

When she lifted her head, she saw the extremely familiar Kleist standing in front of her. He extended his hand and pointed in the direction of the table: "Our Young Master is calling you, Miss Wen, please."

"I'm sorry, the boss isn't eating with you." Wen Liang smiled at Kleist. This wasn't his birthday, how could he be so unlucky?

Kleist immediately blocked Wen Liang's path.

"Xiao Ai, why don't you come over and show your hospitality?" Simone's cold voice came from the other side of the table. It was a voice that no one could deny.

A phrase that he had once said surfaced in Wen Liang's mind: My name is patriotism, because my mother was very patriotic, and my father was also very patriotic, so my name is Zhao Aiguo … This name was given to me by my parents, even though I also find it unpleasant... But they gave it to me. Actually, my friends call me Xiao Ai.

Little love …

Fine!

Wen Liang now knew the identity of Simone, it was not like he had not been pointed at by Kleist with a gun before. Wen Liang really did not dare to provoke Kleist.

So she turned and walked toward Simone.

Kleist helped Wen Liang pull off the chair.

In fact, Wen Liang did not believe that it was just a coincidence that Simone and Kleist had appeared here. She sat down and turned to the manager with a smile. "Today's meal is on my account."

The manager was obviously shocked. He stared at Wen Liang blankly for a long time.

Sitting across from Wen Liang was Nan Nan, who was leaning against the sofa. He said to Wen Liang calmly, "You want to invite me out for a meal?"

"Didn't I have to thank you for getting bitten by a snake on my behalf last time?" Wen Liang smiled at him and said, "Only by repaying the favor that I owe you can I get even with you. After all, you're the one who pointed a gun at my head!"

It was probably because he knew this man's true identity that Wen Liang was no longer as fearful of this man. Therefore, he was much more confident when he spoke.

Instead, he calmly said to Kleist, "Then give me two servings of the dish on the menu."

"..." That's quite impolite. Isn't it a waste to have so many items?

"We have an old saying in China, who would know that a plate of food is hard to eat. Does the heir know what it means? "

The man shook his head. "I don't know."

Wen Liang was about to say something when he heard him continue, "But I do know that the person who wrote this poem was Sir Li. He was fond of eating chicken meat, indulging in debauchery, and was very fond of forming alliances. After death, he was stripped of his title, and even his descendants could not become officials. "

"..." What do you mean a hooligan isn't scary? Are you afraid that a hooligan has a culture? This was it!

Wen Liang just looked at the man and stopped talking.

He waved at Kleist.

Kleist bent his body and moved closer to his mouth. The two of them spoke so quietly that even Wen Liang who was sitting opposite could not hear what they were saying.

After that, he only saw Kleist turn around and leave after hearing the man's instructions.

Right now, only he and Wen Liang were left on the second floor.

Wen Liang stood up and said, "Then, I will be leaving …."

Wen Sha?

This caused her, who had just stood up, to freeze in her half-squatting posture.

She feigned ignorance. "What?"

"Your sister's name." he reminded her.

Wen Liang sat back down. "Of course I know that it's my sister's name! You know my sister? "

"I don't know him." As he elegantly sliced the steak, he said, "I once created an Endowment Fund project in a special case, but because of the trash under my command, I've made a mistake. Took it to your sister. "

"And?"

"You have a deep friendship with the canary?" he asked.

Wen Liang replied, "What's the main point?"

"Due to the little problem with the fund, the canary has been able to track me down." He took a sip of red wine and said, "I have a word to remind her."

So they found Ye Qing, and they found him? It was precisely because Ye Qing was trying to get to the bottom of this matter that the Eldest Young Master was unhappy?

Wen Liang nodded. "Oh, I understand."

When she left, the air felt fresh and fresh.

Ever since his previous experience with accidents, Wen Liang was now completely focused, even though he was standing on the sidewalk. She smoothly walked to the Sempe Group Building and took the normal elevator to the CEO's office.

Just as she entered the elevator, she saw the CEO's employee smiling at her, "Thank you, Madam President."

"?" Thank me for what?

Wen Liang's face was covered by a veil. Just as he was about to ask, the elevator door opened again.

A new employee came up, but Wen Liang didn't say anything.

When the elevator reached the CEO's office, just as she stepped out of the elevator, another person greeted her with a smile, "Thank you, Madam President."

Wen Liang: "....."

Passing by, Tina nodded at Wen Liang, "Thanks …"

"Don't thank me." Wen Liang finally opened his mouth and asked Tina, "What are you thanking me for?"

"Steak!" Tina gave Wen Liang a thumbs up, "The taste is especially good. As expected, it is from Ferris' Restaurant. It must be a fine one."

"What steak?" Wen Liang showed a confused expression.

Coincidentally, Qi Ye came out from his office and asked casually: "Didn't you send someone to deliver the steak?"

Wen Liang shook his head. "No, I just came over from Ferris, but I didn't get someone to send me …"

"It was just delivered in a bag by the restaurant waiter at Ferris. Everyone in the CEO's office has a portion of high-quality steak. There were also all kinds of food and beverages. We asked the waiter, and he said that you, young madam, would deliver it as a reward for everyone's welfare! " Tina said.

Wen Liang knitted his brows and gave Tina an embarrassed smile. "I got it!"

"Know what?" Qi Ye asked.

Wen Liang pulled Qi Ye into the office and closed the door, then said: "That steak, Simone had Kleist deliver in my name."

Mr. Qi who was silent glanced at the half-eaten steak on the desk and remained silent for a few seconds. Finally, he strode forward and picked up the plate, opening the office door.

Tina, who was pasted to the door and listening at the foot of the wall, almost stuck her face directly into the steak plate.

Qi Ye shoved the plate into Tina's hands, then shut the door with a "bang". He pulled his warm hand and sat on the sofa, asking: "What's going on?"