Super resource tycoon

The lady boss in the back kitchen heard the movement in front, opened the curtain, came out angrily, and came to Wu Jun's table.

"Why is this!" exclaimed the proprietress unhappily, "you are so young, what drunkenness is going on! Why are you still smashing my stuff!"

After being so stimulated by Xu Fei, Wu Jun woke up most of the time and helped Xu Fei on his shoulders before looking at the proprietress: "I'm really sorry, but I drank too much and didn't hold my arms. I will pay for what I fell. "

Usually, it’s like a customer throws a glass after drinking, and no restaurant will care about it. A glass is not worth a dollar.

However, the proprietress has been observing in the back kitchen for a long time. The guests at this table are not ordinary guests. Drinking Moutai is a box, which is definitely not bad.

Moreover, these people look very face-to-face. They are not regular customers. They can kill them with a single cut.

"Is this about the cup!" The lady boss pointed to the wall that was smashed by Wu Jun throwing the cup, and said, "See if you have broken a piece of the wall, you can't just expose it! If you don't repair it, It will be dropped in whole pieces in the future."

Although Wu Jun drank a lot of wine, he was not confused. Hearing what the boss said, he knew she was not a good bird.

Luo Weimin frowned and said displeased: "This lesbian, your business is a bit awkward."

The lady boss yelled: "How do you old man speak? You ask everyone to criticize, is it your bad drunkenness or I'm bad!"

No one wants to comment on this kind of reasoning. Both sides offend people, and they are not people inside and outside. When sitting at the table next to them, they heard the words of the boss's wife, and they turned their backs.

"Lao Luo, don't talk nonsense with her." Wu Jun reached out and stopped Luo Weimin to reason with the proprietress. He took out his wallet from his pocket and withdrew 100 yuan and asked, "Is 100 yuan enough?"

Seeing that there was a drama, the lady boss was delighted and exaggerated: "I have to ask someone to paint the wall, material costs, labor costs..."

"Just take it for 100 yuan, take it if you want, don't pull it down, it's really impossible. You go to the court to sue me and sentence me how much to pay. I won't be bad for you." After Wu Jun finished speaking, he snapped 100 yuan on On the table.

Having been out of the restaurant for more than ten years, I have never met such a wonderful proprietress. Wu Jun has already blacklisted this restaurant in his heart.

"Forget it, I don't care about you. If you lose a bit, you will lose a bit." Seeing Wu Jun's expression, the lady boss took it upon seeing Wu Jun. She reached out and picked up the 100 yuan on the table, turned and walked towards the back kitchen.

"Look at what you have done." Luo Weimin was very angry when he was blackmailed by a shrew-like boss, and gave his son angrily.

"Xiao Wu, I'm really sorry, I was a little overwhelmed with the drink today." Luo Zhengang saw that he had gotten a little girl drunk and had trouble with a strange boss. He felt very sorry, and apologized to Wu Jun.

"President Luo, I am very sorry to make you laugh. I drank a bit too much today. I didn't hold my arms. I was really not at you." After Wu Jun calmed down, he felt that what he did just now was also very inappropriate. He also apologized to Luo Zhengang. .

"Hey! What kind of a thing is this, I was very happy to gather together." Luo Weimin stood up and said, "Let’s do this today, Xiao Wu, hurry up and send Xiao Xu back to sober up. This is the first time for the little girl. Drink alcohol, just drink it so hard, don't drink it badly, drink it too, you and Zhengang will make an appointment again on Sunday to talk."

"Why is it Sunday? Tomorrow is fine too." Luo Zhengang asked unclearly.

"What the hell, I say Sunday is Sunday, Xiao Wu Minger still has serious business." Luo Weimin winked at Wu Jun, "You mean Xiao Wu?"

Wu Jun drank a lot of wine, his reaction was a little slow, and looked at Luo Weimin blankly.

What serious things will you have tomorrow?

What is more important than the order of more than 1 million!

Suddenly, Wu Jun remembered that tomorrow is Aunt Xu Xiulan's birthday, and he wants to help Lao Luo with gifts.

"Yes, yes, Lao Luo is right." Wu Jun patted his head and said, "There is indeed something to be done tomorrow, which is about a lifelong event."

"You and Xiao Xu are going to register for marriage?" Luo Zhengang asked curiously when he heard Wu Jun talk about life-long events.

Xu Fei, a little girl, made a drink if she didn't agree with Wu Jun's order. He took it for granted that the relationship between the two was unusual.

"Other people's, other people's." Wu Jun waved his hand awkwardly, and Luo Weimin blushed.

"Then call again on Sunday to make an appointment." Luo Zhengang finished speaking and got up, ready to leave.

Wu Jun said: "Luo Xing, you seem to have blacklisted me. When you go back, remember to release me."

Luo Zhengang: "..."

"Okay, okay, don't talk about anything that is useless, and quickly send Xiao Xu back." Luo Weimin urged and turned to check out. Wu Jun helped Xu Fei, who was drunk, couldn't take it away. Stop.

Luo Weimin came back after closing the bill, muttering: "I've got money in my eyes. I haven't seen anyone doing this business. I really met a strange flower."

Wu Jun asked: "What's wrong?"

Luo Wei said annoyed by the people: "The bill of 301 yuan, I don't have 1 yuan of change, this lady boss just asked for 400 yuan, and found me the change of 99 yuan! If you want to find the change, please find the change. Yes, you say she, she is quite reasonable."

"Forget it, you can't be angry with this kind of weird work, just don't come to this house in the future." Wu Jun persuaded, Luo Weimin and his son were in front, Wu Jun supported the swaying Xu Fei behind, and the four walked out of the small restaurant.

"Xiao Wu, help Xiao Xu get into the car, I'll take you two in." Luo Weimin opened the car door and greeted Wu Jun.

As soon as the small breeze blew, Wu Jun's mind became sober in an instant, and he waved his hand and said, "No, Lao Luo, you and Luo Xing will go back first, and Xu Fei and I will walk back, sober up by the way, and don't vomit in the car. ."

Luo Weimin said indifferently: "If you vomit a car, you will vomit a car. It's done after washing."

Wu Jun saw Luo Zhengang vomiting on the trash can lying on the side of the road, and said: "I think President Luo didn't drink less, please take care of him first."

Luo Weimin followed Wu Jun's gaze and saw where his son was holding the street light pole and retching, so he stopped insisting.

Although he spoke with his son in a strong and unceremonious tone, there is no such thing as a father who doesn't care about his son.

"That's all right, you two, slow down, your kid don't make any bad ideas, you must send Xiao Xu home safely, I will take Zhengang away first." Luo Weimin confessed and turned to take care of his son.

The two did not know what they said, waved their hands with Wu Jun, and drove away in a car.

Wu Jun looked down at Xu Fei, who was leaning against him, muttering nonsense in his hometown dialect, feeling that Xu Fei tonight is more beautiful than usual.

"This old Luo, think of me as someone, am I the kind of person who is inferior to a beast?" Wu Jun chuckled slightly, held Xu Fei's two arms, and straightened her on the ground, "Xu Fei, Wake up, get home immediately, go home and go to sleep."

Xu Fei did not respond, as if she was cramped, her body was limp, Wu Jun tried to let go, her body began to waver in the wind like seaweed, and quickly held her back.

Seeing Xu Fei's state, it must be impossible to walk. Wu Jun grabbed Xu Fei's arm with one hand and bent her back to her back.

Without having to fiddle with Wu Jun, Xu Fei instinctively stretched out her hand to wrap around his neck, rubbed her head on his back, and found a comfortable position on her stomach.

"I'll enjoy..." Wu Jun chuckled, grabbing Xu Fei's two calves, straightening up, and preparing to go home.

Raising his leg to leave, Wu Jun suddenly heard the voice of the boss's wife arguing with others in the restaurant.

After listening carefully, a group of people quarreled over the ownership of several wine bottles.

The proprietress relied on her home-court advantage, sloppy and rascal, and finally got the bottle Xu Fei opened last, almost full of Feitian Moutai.

Those who were assigned to the bottles scolded and settled the bill.

As soon as they went out, they saw Wu Jun who was standing on the side of the road and hadn't left. They looked a little embarrassed, hid the wine bottle behind them, and left quickly.

Wu Jun saw it and didn't look at it. He grabbed Xu Fei on his back, raised his leg up the steps, pushed open the door of the small restaurant, and walked in.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else? I'll tell you, your 100 yuan is not enough to paint the wall. You kid is taking a big advantage." The lady boss was clearing the table and saw Wu Jun going back and forth. I have suffered a big loss, and your kid will accept it as soon as he sees it.

Wu Jun smiled and said, "Where is the bottle of wine I put on the table? Get it for me, thank you."

Boss: "..."