Galactic Garbage Station

More than a hundred mice rushed into the restaurant, the scene can be said to be very spectacular.

The men and women dressed in glamorous screams, and one woman was directly stunned. The crowd fled, the tables and chairs fell and the dishes broke, and the scene was chaotic.

The mice seemed to have the same purpose. They climbed over the steaks that fell on the ground and ignored them.

Some of them rushed to the position where Su Shi was sitting, jumped onto the table, and surrounded the bottle of pepper that Su Shi had taken.

The other part rushed to the front of Zhao Jun, and looked at Zhao Jun and Li Bo.

"咕噜"

Both Zhao Jun and Li Boss swallowed a mouthful and were scared by this scene for a second.

Then they reacted at the same time and turned and fled. They did not move, the mice quickly caught up, and a few more radical, jumped to Zhao Jun and climbed to Zhao Jun's pocket.

Being jumped to the body by a few mice, some of the clean Zhao Jun almost went crazy, screaming like a woman, frantically swaying the body, trying to kneel down the mouse. Although he succeeded in dropping one or two, the running speed slowed down, and more mice jumped on him. The mice tried to hold on him, scratching his clothes and skin, and even a few bites. On him.

Boss Li was not attacked by any mouse. He managed to escape. He looked back at Zhao Jun’s misery and could not help but breathe. He naturally didn't dare to rush to help himself. He turned back to the waiters and said, "What are you doing, and go up to save Zhao Gongzi."

All the employees stepped back and their heads shook like a rattle.

What kind of joke, such a ferocious group of rats, who dares to go up?

What I do is the waiter's occupation, the service is the staff, and it is not the rodent.

"Ah!"

Zhao Jun cried and cried again, lying on the ground and rolling, like crazy.

A lot of mice were crushed by him, but these mice still refused to let go.

After nearly a minute, the mice suddenly disappeared and left Zhao Jun, who was lying on the ground and was out of breath.

No one in the scene noticed that in the chaos, a mouse bite Zhao Jun’s pocket and took a small piece of meat and quickly ate his stomach.

Another group of mice also smashed, but the bottle of pepper powder had been broken.

"What the **** is this going on?" Zhao Jun stood up and roared. He was now wearing a ragged clothes, and the skin was full of red bites. It looked very embarrassing. It was a high-class restaurant. Street fast food restaurants will not let him in.

"I still want to ask, what is this fucking?" Li boss glanced at the chaotic restaurant, his eyes were red, and he had just driven the big man away. He had not had time to bear the anger of the big man. This happened again. This kind of high-end restaurant, even if there is a mouse, the business will be greatly affected, and it will take a long time to recover. With such a large group of mice, it can be said that the business has been ruined by more than half. After all, who dares to come to this group of mice Eat at the restaurant?

"Auntie, you are in a sigh of relief." Out of the Western restaurant, Zhu Jianhua is still somewhat angry and dissatisfied.

"Oh, what are they mad at them, they will be retribution sooner or later." Su Shi smiled lightly.

"Yes, this store that deliberately makes the guests embarrassed, can't live for a long time." Mr. Wang faintly replied, for his words Su Shi, Zhu Jianhua and others did not care much, only Lin Zhi, who knows Mr. Wang's identity Child, I thought that the western restaurant was finished. However, Lin Caier and Mr. Wang did not know that the western restaurant was almost finished now.

"I am sorry, Mr. Su, did not expect Zhao Jun to play this low-level means." Shen Jiayao apologized.

"Nothing, I didn't put it in my heart, just change it and eat it." Su Shi said indifferently.

“I know that there is a restaurant with a good taste.” Mr. Wang said that this time, led by Mr. Wang, he went to another high-class restaurant. This restaurant has a variety of traditional Chinese cuisine, and the taste is very good. Everyone eats very well. After eating and drinking, Shen Jiayao, Zhu Jianhua, and Mr. Wang were all rushing to pay, but because Mr. Wang was an old customer here, he eventually bought a single.

The cooperation between Shen Jiayao and Su Shi has been completely negotiated. It is also said that Zhu Jianhua will send some stray animals to Su Shi’s home tomorrow. By the way, the pets trained by Su Shi will return to the perfect pet paradise. Everything to say is good, so Shen Jiayao, Zhu Jianhua, and Liu Yin first resigned to the pet paradise, leaving the space for Su Shi and Mr. Wang to talk privately.

"Mr. Wang, if you look for me, let's just say it." Su Shi said.

"Things are like this." Mr. Wang paused a bit, seeming to think about the wording, and then said, "I have a five-and-a-half-year-old son. Since December last year, I have not liked eating. I thought it was just small. The child was awkward, and he always spit when he was eating. We took him to the hospital for examination, only to know that he had anorexia. Since then, my son has not had a good meal, basically relying on drip to maintain nutrition. Yesterday evening, my good friend Zhou Xian brought a fish porridge. My son actually ate it all, and after eating it, he wanted to eat it. The whole person’s mental state was much better. Zhou Xian told me that this fish fillet The porridge is from Mr. Su’s hand, so I would like to ask Mr. Su to be my son’s personal chef and ask Mr. Su to complete. As for the salary, let you open.”

"It turned out to be like this." Su Shiran realized that Zhou Xian had packaged the fish porridge, not brought back to eat it himself, and the boiled porridge he cooked, even those who had anorexia had eaten and wanted to eat, really did not expect. However, Su Shi did not want to concentrate on being a chef, but he didn't want to be a private chef. As for salary issues, Su Shi didn't care too much. Although he wanted to make money, he really didn't want to slash on a sick boy. Dao, "Is your son's anorexia caused by psychological problems or physical problems?"

"It is anorexia in children, which is a digestive disorder, which is a physiological problem." Although Mr. Wang did not understand why Su Shi asked this question, he still replied truthfully.

"This way, then I will give him a diet for a while to see if it works." People came to the door, and they were so welcoming, Su Shi did not help, but did not want to waste himself on others too. More time, so I hope to find a cure. If it is mainly a psychological problem, then Su Shi must be helpless, but it is mainly a physiological problem, perhaps he can solve it.

"That is too thank you Mr. Su." Mr. Wang was overjoyed and excited. "Mr. Su, I don't want you to say, my son is in the middle of Yunhuakang Hospital, and I am giving this face to the owner of this restaurant, Mr. Su can I cook here and I want what ingredients I want, though."

"Oh..." Su Shi stunned, dare to love this Mr. Wang chose this restaurant as early as possible, but shook his head, "the diet is not the general ingredients, I also use other people's kitchen utensils, Go home with me?"

"Also." Mr. Wang chose this restaurant just for convenience. What exactly is still Su Shi has the final say.

Mr. Wang asked the driver to drive BMW and send Su Shi back home. Su Shi entered the kitchen alone. After only ten or twenty minutes, he prepared a dish and put it in the lunch box. When he took the lunch box out, Mr. Wang will be picked up as a treasure.

"I will not pass, you bring it to your son to eat, if it is effective, come back to me." Su Shi said.

"Well, thank you Mr. Su." Mr. Wang was anxious about his son and drove away with a lunch box.

After more than half an hour, Mr. Wang came to the 401 senior ward of Zhongyun Huakang Hospital. He saw a thin boy lying in bed, sitting next to a slightly sly woman, and a middle-aged doctor giving The little boy took the pulse.

Mr. Wang took the lunch box and asked the middle-aged doctor. After all, he was the attending doctor. Even if he had to have a diet, he had to give a notice.

After listening to the middle-aged doctor, the brow suddenly wrinkled: "No one even looks at it personally. If you don't listen to your heart and don't look at your face, you will go to the diet. No matter whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, there is no such medical method. This is simply It’s noisy!”