Moreover, Wang Dadong's beard was also shattered by his inner strength, instantly transforming from the appearance of an uncle to a youthful pretty boy. If you didn't look closely, he greatly resembled the waiter he had knocked out.
Disguised as a waiter, Wang Dadong smoothly entered the Western-style restaurant.
"Hey, Xiao Zhu, come here for a second," Wang Dadong had just walked into the restaurant when he was called out.
Turning around, he saw a chubby uniformed waiter.
No, not a waiter, but the manager. Wang Dadong recognized the woman's identity from the name badge on the plump woman's chest.
"Manager, what's the matter?" Wang Dadong felt a bit uneasy, as even though he had disguised his face, he was still afraid of being recognized.
"I have some stuff here; help me move it," the plump manager said.
Wang Dadong had no choice but to follow.
The plump manager led Wang Dadong into a small room.
