Cuiyu Hutong

Jiang Mo no longer concealed it like before, but showed it openly.He squeezed Zhou Lianfeng's hand in front of everyone, and said: "It's my fault for not telling you about this in advance. But if you feel that you can't accept it now, you can finish this month. Or wait until I find someone new. It doesn't matter on my side, thank you very much."

The two cooks were dumbfounded, and it's right to think about it carefully, otherwise, how could they feel Zhou Lianfeng's murderous eyes every time they hooked up with Jiang Mo?

They thought about it, and immediately swore to the sky: "We are here to work to make money, and we are not here to listen to the boss's gossip every day. We must be able to do it, no problem. But boss Zhou, don't worry, we will definitely do it too." Take care of our hands and feet!"

Zhou Lianfeng hummed, nodded and said, "Thank you."

The two drooped their heads again, sitting on the chair in front of each other and strung together.

The waitress girl howled out, seeing Jiang Mo trembling with fright, she grinned and took a step back. Only then did she realize that she had overreacted, so she quickly covered her mouth to prevent her from falling. Screams flowed from the gap between the palms.

The two of them looked at each other frantically, and hurriedly apologized to Jiang Mo in unison: "Boss, we are excited, let's go to work."

After all, they held hands and went to the side to wipe the table.

Jiang Mo glanced back at the two of them, and heard them "whispering" in a low voice: "Tell me, Boss Zhou and Boss Jiang, who is the gong and who is the shou? I guess Boss Jiang is the gong, who is the scapegoat?" Boss Zhou looks so beautiful!"

The other said: "Then I can't do it! I can't bear Gong to be shorter than Shou. I stand on Boss Zhou's Gong. Is beauty Gong easy to knock?"

That one nodded again: "You're right."

Jiang Mo frowned, he didn't quite understand whether it was offense or defense or offense and reception.He and Zhou Lianfeng looked at each other and shrugged.

Not long after, wave after wave of guests came in like a tide, and basically left more or less compliments when they left.

Jiang Mo listened to the guests saying that their ingredients were fresh and delicious, and praised them that although there were many customers, the serving speed was still very fast, and the service attitude was good. He grinned so hard that he showed his eight teeth, and said repeatedly: "You Come tell me next time, and I'll give you a side dish!"

When the guest left, he couldn't keep his mouth shut like Jiang Mo.

After being so busy for a week in a row, Jiang Mo felt a little helpless.

He leaned on the counter, and just as he stretched out his hand to tap his sore lower back, he felt a force kneading the dull pain in his lower back.Without turning his head, he knew it was Zhou Lianfeng, so he naturally relaxed his body and leaned against Zhou Lianfeng's body.

He sighed and said, "I am really happy, but I am also really tired. When I was supporting the small shop by myself, I never felt so tired. At that time, there was no rent pressure. It’s enough for the uncle and my uncle to make ends meet, and I didn’t expect to make it so big. But now, seeing so many guests praise us, I feel tired. The days of earning money and being praised are really good."

Zhou Lianfeng firmly supported Jiang Mo's body, and hummed.He watched Jiang Mo's slightly haggard cheeks sunken due to busy work, frowned distressedly, and said, "You can take a rest tomorrow, I'll just come here alone."

Jiang Mo quickly waved his hand, shaking his head like a rattle: "I'm a big man, I can't bear this bit of suffering, what am I doing alive? It's okay, don't worry, I'll go back to sleep, tomorrow will be another A good man!"

He turned around and slapped Zhou Lianfeng's chest loudly, the sincerity on his face was beyond words.

But Zhou Lianfeng looked at his black and blue eyes and his really bad face, and said without hesitation: "You will rest at home tomorrow, Jiang Feng Yuhuo will not be able to drive without you for a day."

He spoke solemnly, but Jiang Mo let out a chuckle, stretched out his hand, and tugged the corners of Zhou Lianfeng's mouth to both sides.He hummed and said, "Every time you put on a sullen face, I feel like you're going to beat me up again. Is this what I said on the Internet... PTSD?"

Zhou Lianfeng remained sullen and said nothing.The tightly pursed corners of his lips showed all his persistence.

Jiang Mo could only curl his lips and raise his hands in surrender: "Okay, I understand. Don't worry, I will sleep at home until the afternoon tomorrow, and then I will have a good meal. Brother Feng, Jiang Feng Yuhuo can I'll leave it to you, don't worry me!"

Zhou Lianfeng hummed, and got busy with his work again.

Jiang Mo woke up early the next morning and made Zhou Lianfeng breakfast first.After thinking about it, he obediently went back to bed and slept in the cage.Otherwise, when Zhou Lianfeng said him again, he still couldn't act like one ear went in and the other came out.

Fortunately, he was really sleepy and tired, and it was almost two o'clock when he woke up again after returning to the cage.He got up and made himself a simple tomato and egg noodles, as if he had responded to Zhou Lianfeng's promise of "eating well".

After eating and posting for a while, I always feel that I have nothing to do, and I feel more like a waste.

He looked at the room that hadn't been cleaned for several days, and picked up the broom and mop beside him.After cleaning the battlefield, the sky was getting dark.

Jiang Mo stretched out his hand and snorted his face, then went in and washed again: "I don't know what's going on in the store..."

Zhou Lianfeng was clearing the bill at the counter, and suddenly felt a little itchy on the tip of his nose, he rubbed it, but still couldn't help sneezing.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a few uninvited guests dressed as gangsters rushing into Jiang Feng Yuhuo.There were quite a few of them, about seven or eight of them, all of them were thorny-headed with cigarettes and tattoos, and they were not easy to mess with.

The little waitress was so frightened that she backed away repeatedly holding the tray, and turned her eyes to the front desk for help.

But these gangsters didn't pay any attention to anyone present, but walked straight to the front of the counter, slapped the countertop, and said to Zhou Lianfeng, "Where's your boss? Tell him to come out quickly!"

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