Yuan Zhou's cough interrupted the customers' speculations about Ling Hong. After they were done worrying about Yuan Zhou, the customers began to talk about other topics.
Wuhai left with his phone after confirming that Yuan Zhou was not sick.
Before leaving, Jiang Changxi deliberately walked over when Yuan Zhou was carrying the dishes out.
"Boss Yuan, are you worried about Ling Hong?" Jiang Changxi asked.
"No," Yuan Zhou said matter-of-factly.
No matter what Jiang Changxi said, Yuan Zhou had already formed a habit of refusing her.
What a joke. Otherwise, if he fell into Queen Jiang's trap, he would definitely lose money.
Yuan Zhou subconsciously pressed on the drawer where he kept his money. His face was indifferent.
"Don't be shy. I know that Boss Yuan is cold on the outside but warm on the inside." Jiang Changxi stretched out her finger and pointed at the chest area of Yuan Zhou's traditional Chinese clothing.
There was a small cloud pattern there. Yuan Zhou calmed his mind and said nothing with an indifferent face.
"How about this? I'll go and ask that kid if his legs or arms were really broken by his grandfather like what Wuhai said," Jiang Changxi said before Yuan Zhou could answer.
"Um." Yuan Zhou did not thank her and only nodded.
"Alright, there's no wine today. I'll be leaving first." After saying that, Jiang Changxi waved her hand and walked out of the restaurant.
Speaking of which, Ling Hong did not come every day. He also had his own company. However, whenever he could not come the next day, he would always cry in the restaurant the day before.
Therefore, he did not cry when he appeared at lunchtime two days ago, which meant that he would come again in the evening or the next day.
However, such a situation had never happened before. Even if Ling Hong was on a sudden business trip, he would still take a detour to the restaurant before heading to the airport.
Moreover, if he didn't come for two days in a row, whether it was the WeChat group or Yuan Zhou's private Weibo, he would always receive Ling Hong's unwilling messages. But this time, the messages also disappeared.
Therefore, this situation was really strange.
That was why even the most carefree Wuhai was concerned, even though his focus wasn't quite right.
When dinner time was over, Yuan Zhou still did not see Ling Hong. He could not help but mutter, "It's only been two days. He should be fine."
After a while, the drinkers arrived.
This time, there were five people. Fang Heng was followed by a middle-aged man. He was serious and looked somewhat dignified.
Naturally, Chen Wei and his friend, Dong Dong, who looked as sturdy as a bear, were also on the list.
The last one was Zheng Xian. She still wore exquisite makeup as usual. She looked as gentle as the spring breeze, but inside, she was very ferocious.
"I won't play games today," Chen Wei said to Zheng Xian solemnly since he entered the restaurant.
He had no choice. Zheng Xian's killing spree had left a deep impression on him. Chen Wei was very afraid that Zheng Xian would kill him again.
"Yeah, I won't play games today, either." Obviously, Fang Heng also knew Zheng Xian's lethality.
"You guys are all grown men. Why are you afraid of a little woman like me? How boring." Zheng Xian reached out her hand and stroked the hair beside her ear.
"I can't help it. You are too tough." Chen Wei shrugged while Dong Dong nodded his head continuously at the side.
"Alright. I won't play games. Shall we tell a ghost story?" Zheng Xian turned around and said.
"I won't gamble. Gambling is against the law," Dong Dong said in a muffled voice.
"Haw-haw. Little brother, you are so cute. Alright, let's not gamble," Zheng Xian said smilingly.
"By the way, if you are scared later, you can come and find me." Zheng Xian blinked her beautiful eyes at Dong Dong.
While talking, they were led to the pub by Shin Min. Throughout the whole process, Zheng Xian teased Dong Dong and Chen Wei. She said very little to Fang Heng.
"Do girls nowadays like muscular men?" Yuan Zhou pinched his arm subconsciously and revealed a solemn expression.
Yuan Zhou's arm was moderately soft and didn't have any bulging muscles. Yuan Zhou became silent.
"Fortunately, I am a man with abdominal muscles. I'm not afraid of that." Yuan Zhou comforted himself when he thought of his well-defined six-pack abs.
"Hello, Boss Yuan." Just when Yuan Zhou was indulging in his own figure, someone suddenly said.
It was the middle-aged man who had been with Fang Heng just now.
"Hello," Yuan Zhou calmed his expression and answered indifferently.
That's right. Yuan Zhou didn't notice that there were other people in the pub just now. He thought they had all gone to drink with Shin Min.
"I am Fang Heng's second uncle. My name is Fang Wei. I own a liquor factory." Fang Wei took a step forward and stood in front of Yuan Zhou. Then he introduced himself.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and didn't say anything.
"Here's the thing. I heard that the liquor in Boss Yuan's restaurant is very delicious. It's mellow and refreshing. I came here because of its reputation." Although Fang Wei looked serious, his words were what Yuan Zhou liked to hear.
He praised everything in Yuan Zhou's restaurant one by one. Even the menu on the table was praised.
And because of Fang Wei's serious expression, the effect of the praise was more sincere.
Therefore, Yuan Zhou's expression was very gentle.
"Thank you for your compliment," Yuan Zhou said modestly.
"You're welcome. Actually, apart from tasting Boss Yuan's liquor because of its reputation, I also have a business to cooperate with. I hope Boss Yuan can give me this opportunity." Fang Wei first waved his hand and said "You're welcome" before he brought out his purpose.
"Please tell me," Yuan Zhou said in a carefree mood.
"Here's the thing. My winery is seeking new development. I know Boss Yuan doesn't need my promotion. So I want to ask if I have the honor to help you sell this bamboo liquor, Boss Yuan," Fang Wei asked seriously.
"Help me sell it?" Yuan Zhou repeated subconsciously.
"Yes. Boss Yuan is busy with business in his restaurant, so he has no time to run this business. But I am quite free. I want to help more people who love wine to taste Boss Yuan's craftsmanship." Fang Wei nodded his head.
"And also to let more people know that Boss Yuan is not only good at cooking but also good at brewing liquor," Fang Wei continued.
"What do you think, Boss Yuan?" After that, Fang Wei looked at Yuan Zhou and waited for his answer with his eyes lit up.
"I'm very tempted by your proposal. But thank you. The liquor of this restaurant is not for sale." Yuan Zhou shook his head and refused seriously.
"Excuse me, is it because you are too busy?" Fang Wei didn't give up immediately. Instead, he changed the topic and asked.
"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"How about this? You have the core secret recipe and the rest of the preliminary work will be completed by my small winery. I'll take 40% of the profit and you take 60%. What do you think?" Fang Wei proposed a plan that was very considerate for Yuan Zhou.
Yuan Zhou silently imagined the red Mao Zedong flying all over the sky and then flying away. Then he pressed the gold card in his pocket comfortingly and said.
"I'm sorry. According to the rules of this restaurant, no food or liquor is allowed to be taken out." While speaking this time, Yuan Zhou pointed at the rules written on the wall.
Fang Wei took a deep breath and then said mildly, "If Boss Yuan wants a partner someday, please tell Fang Heng. I will come to you at that time."
"Ok." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"See you next time, Boss Yuan." Fang Wei nodded his head courteously and then walked into the sergestes wall view door.
Yuan Zhou looked at him silently and then complained inwardly, "It's such a pity that he can't become a partner despite his nice words."
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