Chapter 423 How to Borrow Money Elegantly

"I will succeed!" Wu Hong blushed and said loudly after hearing so much discussion.

As soon as Wu Hong said this, the scene became quiet for a moment, and it took a while before a diner spoke.

"Young man, it's not that we don't like you, it's that Boss Yuan is too...you know." The diner shook his head and said.

"Yes, yes, boss Yuan is good at everything, but he is too..." Another diner said immediately.

"No, everyone who comes here to eat knows that Yuanzhou's craftsmanship is top-notch, but there are some." A girl couldn't help but say.

"What the hell." Wu Hong looked at the diners with expressions like 'you know'. He was completely confused and didn't know what these diners were doing.

"It's just too polite." The diners said in unison.

"It's a good thing to have rules." Wu Hong was quite puzzled, but he still said.

"Yes, yes, it's a good thing to have rules, but others will at least be flexible, but Boss Yuan is here to abide by them completely and has no mercy." This was what Gulian, who initiated the bet, said.

"I heard that even boss Yuan's brother still has to queue up when he comes." This is what a diner who saw Sun Ming said.

"Didn't a celebrity come here last time? It's not the same." A diner suddenly remembered that celebrity.

"Yes, so you are not special. Boss Yuan will not accept you." Gulian shrugged and said with certainty.

"Not necessarily." Wu Hong clenched his fist, still unwilling to give up.

Just kidding, if you give up now,

So the three hours standing in front of him were nothing. Wu Hong felt that he could still persevere.

Therefore, sometimes he is unwilling to give up, just because he has paid too much in the early stage and is afraid that giving up now will be too much of a loss. Therefore, Wu Hong was not so determined to become a disciple, but became more determined.

"Boss Yuan, does Boss Yuan have any new dishes? New dishes." The first thing Ma Zhida did when he entered the door was to ask about the new dishes.

After all, he is a man who claims to be an expert in new dishes.

"Mr. Ma, I'm sorry, there are no new dishes on the market recently." Zhou Jia stepped forward and said directly.

"I'm not telling you, Boss Yuan, you are lazy and degenerate." Ma Zhida covered his chest, looking distressed.

"Mr. Ma is still as humorous as ever." Zhou Jia said with a particularly cooperative smile.

Basically every time this happens, Zhou Jia or Shen Min are very cooperative. Of course, it is Wu Hai and the others who are usually harmed.

"It's so funny, it's just a joke." Wu Hai snorted.

"It's scary, I just want to eat a new dish." Ma Zhida looked innocent.

"Hurry up and sit down and eat." People in line behind began to urge.

Just kidding, this is related to whether you can eat delicious food early.

"I know, I know, let's order an egg fried rice." Ma Zhida turned his head and apologized, and then said to Zhou Jia.

"Okay, please wait." Zhou Jia checked her phone, confirmed that she had received the money, and nodded in agreement with a smile.

"Excuse me, what did you eat today?" After receiving Mazhida, Zhou Jia turned her eyes to a young man sitting next to him.

"Egg fried rice." This person also ordered a conservative version, just egg fried rice.

"Okay, a total of 188." Zhou Jia smiled and said the price.

"Eat first and pay later?" This person seemed to be a newcomer. He was a little confused when Zhou Jia looked at him, and then he realized what he was doing.

"Yes, this is our rule here." Zhou Jia nodded.

"Okay, wait a moment." The young man's fingers were particularly slender and white, and he stretched out his hand to fumble in the pocket of his black windbreaker.

However, as his hand reached in, the expression on the young man's face became a little subtle, and it took a long time. Fortunately, Zhou Jia was not in a hurry.

"Jiajia, here's a piece of beef." The diners on the side shouted enthusiastically.

The young man's hand in front of Zhou Jia is still in his pocket and has not yet been stretched out.

Obviously the pockets of the windbreaker are not very big, but this man's hand seems to have been put into Doraemon's treasure bag, and he has no intention of reaching it out yet.

It's just that his face is getting weirder and weirder, with a slight hint of sweat in his red face.

"Sir, I'll go over there and order some food first." Zhou Jia said gently without urging.

"Well, go ahead." The young man nodded seriously, but his hand still didn't come out of his pocket.

"Okay." Zhou Jia nodded and left.

As soon as Zhou Jia left, the young man immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, although this is the first time I saw you in Yuanzhou's store, I think you need this." Just when the young man was struggling, Ma Zhida said suddenly.

Before the young man could answer, two brand-new Mr. Mao appeared in front of him.

These two pieces of money are very new. Like other new money, they are bright in color and have clear lines. The hand holding them looks good, at least that's what the young man thinks.

"Thank you." The young man didn't hesitate, took the money and said politely.

"You're welcome. Just remember to give it to me when you've finished it. If you still want to express your gratitude, treat me to a meal at Yuanzhou's restaurant." Ma Zhida said with a hint of ridicule.

"That won't work, it's too expensive here." The young man also joked.

At this time, Zhou Jia, who came over after ordering the meal, saw the two of them chatting like other diners in the store, nothing special about them.

The young man naturally paid for the egg fried rice and waited for a while to eat.

"Boss Yuan, did you just ask Zhou Jia to give that boy some water?" Ling Hong asked curiously after finishing his meal and standing up to the other side.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"Tsk, tsk, are you tempted?" Ling Hong looked gossipy.

"No." Yuan Zhou cherished his words like gold. After all, Ling Hong had done too many things to deceive others.

Yuanzhou always adhered to his mentality of saying less and making fewer mistakes, so he answered very seriously.

"That guy seems quite enthusiastic." Ling Hong shrugged.

"The enthusiasm of young people." Yuan Zhou's implication was that it would not last long.

"But I stood there for three hours." Ling Hong laughed.

"So I gave him water." Yuan Zhou looked at Ling Hong and said seriously.

"Then why did you bottle Yibao and pour it into a bowl?" What Ling Hong wants to know most is this.

"That's right, which one of us is drinking the best?" Manman particularly liked the glass of mineral water provided with meals in Yuanzhou and asked curiously.

"Because he is not a guest." Yuan Zhou replied matter-of-factly.

"And you can't throw garbage outside." This is what Yuan Zhou said, and he likes to divide it into two paragraphs.

While others speak in large gasps, Yuanzhou speaks in segments. Fortunately, diners have long been used to it.

"Then Master Yuan, will you accept him as your apprentice?" Technician Cheng asked.

"No." Yuan Zhou's answer remained unchanged.

Technician Cheng couldn't tell whether he was relieved or brought it up again.

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