The hotel's dining setup was a Chinese buffet with all kinds of delicacies from the eight major cuisines. Apart from that, there was also a special area for creative cuisine.
The people accompanying them realized that crispy noodle snacks seemed to be indispensable to these creative cuisines … For example, if you crushed them, wrapped them in lobster, and fried them, you would become the new tempura.
"Is, is there such a way to eat …" This ingratiation was so obvious that Super Chen, Hero Guo and the others were stupefied. At the same time, they felt a little jealous as well as admiration for Wang Ling.
In a normal situation, no one would be able to withstand such a fierce sugar-coated bullet from the young miss of a financial group. Furthermore, it wasn't just sugar-coated bullets; they could even feel Lotus Sun's affection for Wang Ling from these trivial details …
Unfortunately, this iron tree didn't blossom, and Blockhead didn't become enlightened. That innocent face with its dead fish eyes looked like it would never receive any emotional signals, which made people feel anxious.
Old Pan had always opposed high school relationships, and believed that studying was always the top priority. The people from No. 60 High School could naturally understand their teacher-in-charge's good intentions.
But when it came to relationships, it was hard to say. Sometimes, a spark would suddenly sprout, and there was no stopping it …
Of course, this included Super Chen, Hero Guo, Li Youyue and Fang Xing.
They weren't the slightest bit worried that Lotus Sun and Wang Ling would be criticized by the school for their relationship in high school, because judging from the current results, Wang Ling, this blockhead, was like an emotionless machine.
Perhaps it would take a long time for the seed of this emotion to blossom and bear fruit.
"When do you think they'll be together?" Hero Guo asked curiously as he put food on his plate.
"I don't think they'll be able to settle it in high school. Maybe in university? "Super Chen guessed casually.
He had just said it casually; no one thought that Super Chen's casual remark would actually become a prophecy later on.
They talked and laughed as they put food on their plates. Only Fang Xing's expression was unruffled like an ancient well, and it wasn't hard to see that he was a little solemn.
He was the only one among them who knew Wang Muyu's true identity. At the same time, as one of the core members of the Battle Sect, he had naturally come with a mission.
Although Super Chen, Hero Guo and Li Youyue had been invited by Lotus Sun for this trip abroad this time, Fang Xing still had to pay attention to controlling the conversation at all times, as well as the safety of the three of them during their regular trips.
After all, Tengu was already trying to make a move on Lotus Sun. If they went crazy, they might even attack Lotus Sun's classmates.
As people who had been personally invited by Lotus Sun to travel abroad, it went without saying that Super Chen and the others were in danger.
Thus, Fang Xing was extremely cautious throughout the meal, keeping a close eye on his surroundings for any suspicious people.
In short, Fang Xing was really too nervous.
So nervous that he could even feel it.
Wang Ling didn't know when it had started, but Fang Xing had felt a kind of pressure on him.
In Wang Ling's memory, Fang Xing hadn't been like this in the past. His sunny smile and unruffled demeanor seemed to be what Wang Ling remembered him to be like.
Wang Ling glanced at Fang Xing out of the corner of his eye, then walked toward the private room from the cooking area. In passing, he used the Primer Spell to toss a piece of crispy noodle snack chocolate into Fang Xing's plate.
Dessert was good for easing the tense atmosphere.
Fang Xing stared blankly at the special chocolate on his plate for a long time.
He seemed to sense Wang Ling's meaning, and then he adjusted his breathing and heaved a sigh of relief before following Wang Ling into the private room.
He had just taken a step when the crisp sound of a plate shattering rang out behind him.
Someone smashed the porcelain plate in his hand onto the floor and even pushed over the dessert rack on the table.
"Trash! All trash! What creative cuisine, putting junk food flour into noble desserts … is this how your hotel deceives its customers?! "A burly blond foreign man cursed rapidly in a foreign language.
Super Chen and Hero Guo weren't good at English, and the man spoke so quickly that for a moment, they didn't quite understand what he meant. They only roughly understood that the man was complaining about the desserts on the buffet table …
It felt like he was taking a listening test, and it was a hellish listening test with difficulty!
At that moment, Wang Ling's hand trembled slightly as he held the fork.
"Brother … forget it, forget it, let's not lower ourselves to this man's level. He's just here to pick a fight." Wang Muyu stood on a chair on the side and patted Wang Ling's shoulder lightly.
He had to comfort him, because he felt that if he didn't think of a way to pacify him, it wouldn't just be this man who would die an ugly death, even the earth would die an ugly death.
They sat motionlessly in the private room. As Wang Ling ate, he gazed at the back of the foreign man outside with his King's Eye.
Perhaps sensing the resentment behind his back, the man instinctively felt a chill run down his spine.
But as the party who had been paid to do the job, he had to get it done no matter how difficult it was.
"My big brother, it's because he ate the food here! He's still lying in the hospital! This hotel's back kitchen isn't clean at all! "he continued to clamor. He had no evidence, and was just making up empty words.
Wang Ling realized that this seemed to be the ancestral skill of some foreigners who were good at lying: twisting right and wrong to make a lie sound like the truth.
And to them, this might not be a lie, because these people had done it before.
There were a lot of recent examples to illustrate this, and Wang Ling couldn't be bothered to prove it. He sat in the private room and kept his cool, planning to see how things would develop.
Very quickly, the hotel's restaurant manager rushed over. He was a kind-looking, black-haired Asian little brother who looked very kind. When he saw the situation in front of him, he patiently explained to the man in front of him, "Sir, please show me your ticket."
The man had all his props, and he hurriedly took out the ticket from his pocket. "Right here! What? Do you think I'm a freeloader? "
The manager looked at it and smiled. "I'm very sorry, sir. The creative cuisine area you're in right now isn't covered by this ticket. In other words, you don't have the right to taste the food in the creative cuisine area.
"We will compensate you at the original price for these destroyed delicacies. At the same time, please leave this place as soon as possible, and this restaurant will refund all your expenses. From now on, we will no longer receive rude customers. "
"What do you mean by this?!" The man was furious, and grabbed the hotel manager's collar.
The hotel manager's expression was calm and unflustered. "As you've heard, Mr Mei Li, you've already been blacklisted by our hotel. This is also the instruction of our hotel's newcomer, Boss Sun.
"If you're still unreasonable, Boss Sun said that depending on the situation, we might take the hotel's self-defense measures. In order to protect the safety of other guests, we have the right to break your legs and drag you out."
After saying this, the manager looked at the private room Wang Ling was in. "Do you see that, Mr Mei Li? The people in the private room are our hotel's distinguished guests, and they're enjoying the delicacies. They're pitiful, weak, and helpless … "
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