Chapter 128 Is it poisonous?
The person who hastily intervened in the line of sight prompted the two parties to temporarily stop the contest.
"What's going on here? Who's making trouble here?"
The man in a black suit hurriedly arrived at the scene, frowning his delicate eyebrows, his sharp eyes swept across the audience, and finally fell on the most eye-catching boy among them.
Pause for a second, the man turned his head to look at the helpless waiter standing beside him, and said in a low voice, "What's going on?"
The waiter heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the steward, and leaned slightly to salute, "There was a quarrel between the two guests when they came to the restaurant, and then they all moved their hands. I couldn't hold them back. I'm sorry, the manager. , this is my dereliction of duty."
After speaking, he lowered his head and walked to the side of the man in the suit.
Gong Jiu stared at this scene silently, closed his eyes, put one hand in his pocket, and dressed in a cold suit.
The manager in charge looked indifferent, looked at the waiter and sighed: "It's not your fault,"
Then turned to look at the "troublemakers": "It is an honor for everyone to come to our restaurant for dinner, but I believe that those who will choose this restaurant know that our restaurant has an unwritten rule,"
"No matter what class people come here, we should treat each other as guests, but if they are looking for troublemakers, then..."
"The restaurant will not welcome!"
The words were full of arrogance and coercion, so that Ouyang Na and Jiang Xiying couldn't help clapping their hands and applauding.
In the capital, all kinds of time-honored restaurants and restaurants have tacit rules. This kind of thing that can be called "gentleman" is the spiritual inheritance left by the ancestors.
And this restaurant, which has been established for nearly a century, can be said to be a time-honored brand among time-honored brands.
Such rules will naturally not be missed.
However, there are always some people whose inner drive makes him dismiss such illusory things.
"We didn't say we wouldn't pay when we came to the restaurant, and we didn't pay you a penny. Besides, why did the competition between colleagues become a trouble?"
Someone in the NY team was particularly annoyed by the accusatory remarks towards the man.
"Tsk~"
Jiang Xiying couldn't help but smacked her lips.
People's attitude is there: it doesn't matter who you are, why you are, whether you are really making trouble, in short, you are not welcome to disturb the dining environment here.
These people are really young, but they are still walking towards the muzzle.
Then tomorrow's headlines will be there.
Gong Jiuhan cast a glance at the young man in his team.
Although they didn't get along for long, people immediately understood what Gong Jiu's eyes meant.
Looked at each other in twos, silently and uniformly bowed down to the manager: "Sorry to trouble you."
The people over there in NY were collectively dumbfounded.
"Fuck! What's going on? You ET people are poisonous!"
Someone made a foul language.
Gong Jiu looked over indifferently, for some reason, the man suddenly felt a chill down his spine, opened his mouth but said nothing.
The same troublemakers, but with very different attitudes.
The manager in charge raised the corners of his eyes, glanced at the young man standing aside with a dull face, pulled his lips in understanding, and smiled back at Su Yu and the others: "I'm sorry, but I really don't need it, my friends have a good time eating It is the honor of this small shop."
You treat me with courtesy, and I will return you with courtesy.
This is what their boss conveyed layer by layer, and it is also the code of conduct for the hotel since its establishment in the capital for many years.
The teenagers in ET were a little surprised, waved their hands, and returned a sincere smile.
I thought that this hotel manager is really extraordinary.
"It's quite principled." Ouyang Na touched the brim of the baseball cap she was wearing with her fingertips, and sighed softly.
Here... it's still the same.
Gong Jiu stood dumbfounded, with his hands in his pockets, his fingertips slipped, and he manipulated the small box in his bag.
NY The young man who was the leader of beating people hadn't vented his anger yet, but he was cut off by the hard-working restaurant manager, and he was humiliated openly and secretly. The hostility in his eyes could no longer be concealed.
He took a step forward and said with a sneer, "It's really hypocrisy, but even a dilapidated restaurant dares to make such a big claim, and you are just serving people's lives after all..."
He just finished speaking.
The hotel manager's face sank.
At the same time, a cold reprimand came from the end of the corridor:
"Zhang Yan!"
(end of this chapter)