Everyone admired Ye Feng's brave deeds.
Although the little girl didn't give money for meals, the behavior of these waiters was indeed domineering.
Lin Yi was even more surprised, and said in his heart, I'll go, why is Ye Feng's speed so fast, originally he wanted to go out.
Lin Yi discovered that this girl was not an ordinary person, she had a mysterious aura about her.
If I guessed correctly, she is from southern Xinjiang.
Moreover, she knew at a glance that she was the son of the Lian family, and her cultivation was so high and her abilities so strong that dozens of ordinary people couldn't get close to her.
Lin Yi was indeed right. In the original book, Cen Fangling was the combat unit in the book.
Although not the strongest, but very special.
Because she was born in southern Xinjiang, she can know Gu skills.
In the original book, Lin Yi, the person who paid for Cen Fangling, gained a bodyguard and harem because of this act.
In the subsequent plot, Cen Fangling helped Lin Yi resolve the crisis many times.
However, the plot is about to be rewritten, and Ye Feng wants this opportunity!
"Damn, who are you, you, the uncle who ordered thirty dishes next to you didn't say anything, what kind of onion are you?"
The manager dog looked down on people, but when he looked at them, he found something was wrong.
"Master Ye Feng, why is it you!"
The manager was so frightened that he lost his leg and knelt down directly, "Young Master Ye, we didn't recognize you just now, please forgive me."
"you know me?"
Ye Feng was startled. In the eyes of the outside world, he had always only heard his name and never seen him.
How could the manager of this small restaurant know himself.
"Young Master Ye, this store is opened by your family."
The manager replied timidly.
"???"
Own home?
Isn't that a slap in the face?
Ye Feng said angrily: "Nimma, get out of here quickly, if this kind of thing happens again, get out of here!"
"Yes, yes, Young Master Ye calm down."
The manager took people out as quickly as possible.
"Damn it, this is actually the legendary Young Master Ye. I've seen a real person."
"Young Master Ye is really upright and awe-inspiring, even his own employees are disgusted."
"I love it, I love it, whoever dares to say a bad word about Ye Shao again, I will be the first to say no."
What Ye Feng did undoubtedly won the whole house applause.
"Made, how come Ye Feng snatched all your luck?"
Lin Yi was depressed. He realized that ever since he met Ye Feng, nothing good happened to him.
"Ye, Young Master Ye, thank you."
Cen Fangling came over timidly to thank him. Although she didn't know exactly how powerful "Young Master Ye" was, she knew that this store belonged to him.
And it was also given to myself, exempting the meal fee of three hundred yuan.
"You're welcome, it's a trivial matter."
"I just don't like seeing them bullying little girls."
Ye Feng reread what Lin Yi said in the original book.
"???"
Lin Yi was shocked, "How the hell do you know that I want to say this in my heart?"
Just now when Lin Yi was about to make a move, he even thought about the follow-up lines, but it was a pity that Ye Feng was a step too fast.
But step by step, step by step, Lin Yi will never have a chance again.
He could only hold grudges against Ye Feng and eat his food!
"You saved me just now, and you indirectly saved my grandfather."
"According to the rules there, I want to promise with my body."
Cen Fangling blushed and said this sentence with difficulty.
If there is no Ye Feng, the 300 yuan meal money will definitely not be able to keep. When she came here, she had inquired that it would cost at least 700 yuan to see grandpa.
Ye Feng is equivalent to saving his grandfather!
"ah!"
As soon as this remark came out, the audience froze.
Is this a promise with your body? What are the rules in your place?
If I had known earlier, I could do it too.
Isn't it just three hundred yuan? It's a good deal to change a daughter-in-law!
It's a pity that the opportunity has been missed. On the surface, the loss is 300 yuan, but when rounded up, it is 100 million yuan.
Losing 100 million, my conscience hurts!
"this..."
"Am I dreaming?"