He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Xuan handed a handkerchief to Tang Ji'an. Tang Ji'an took the handkerchief and wiped it, frowning deeply: "You can go out now. Come here with flexible hands and feet."

The little girl was still entangled there: "Sir, I soiled your clothes, so I should wash it for you."

Tang Ji'an was a little impatient, Zhou Jing quickly stood up, turned out of the private room, and shouted to the door. Soon a middle-aged man approached and bowed his knees and said, "Sorry, sorry. Up."

"Manager Zhang, you will come to serve this private room in the future. Don't arrange for messy people to come in, and just throw soup on us."

Manager Zhang perspired and said: "Okay, okay."

Manager Zhang led the little girl out, gritted her teeth and said: "How dare you dare to be the mayor and the young masters of several important leaders. This month's salary will be given to you, so hurry up."

The little girl panicked: "Manager Zhang, I don't have one. I just accidentally spilled the soup on the gentleman just now."

Manager Zhang tried to hide your little trick and look at her with my eyes: "You unintentionally, it means that your ability is not good. If you intentionally, it means that you are not right in your mind and can't keep you, so hurry up."

What a joke, he saw that the second son of Tang was completely darkened, and their restaurant still wanted to run it properly.

The little girl walked away crying.

In the private room, Song Ran was still teasing: "People kindly want to wash your clothes. If you don't appreciate it, you will drive them away."

Zhou Jing smiled and said, "Little sister, you don't understand. We have seen too many things like this. Several people on the table, who hasn't been accosted in this way."

Song Ran curled his lips: "You have so many peach blossoms."

Song Ran was fortunate. Fortunately, her family's background was not deep. If he had his looks, his ability, and a deep background, it was estimated that the little girls would have to line up to pour soup on him.

Fortunately, fortunately.

Tang Ji'an squeezed the handkerchief and wiped it for a while, barely wiped the soup on the sweater, put the handkerchief aside, smiled and said to Song Xuan, "Thank you for the handkerchief."

Song Xuan shrugged, smiled, and said nothing.

Manager Zhang came in to help them sort the noodles. Zhou Jing said critically: "The noodles are all piled up."

Tang Ji'an coughed slightly: "Don't be so picky."

Zhou Jing was so shocked that his chin was about to fall. The second youngster of the Tang family, who has always been picky, told him not to be too picky? Is this the Tang Er he recognizes?

Tang Ji'an greeted: "Okay, everyone can eat noodles."

Several people took two symbolic bites and saw Tang Jian's driver Liu Shu come in, walked to him, and whispered: "Your father is also in this restaurant."

Tang Ji'an frowned slightly invisibly, and then whispered: "I just came or are you going to leave?"

"It seems that I have run out of dinner. I heard that you are here. I want to look at you."

Zhou Jing immediately said, "Big Song Xiao Song, you guys hurry to hide."

Song Ran frowned: "What are you doing? How can we make us look like an improper industry? Aren't we here to eat decently?"

Zhou Jing waved his hand and said: "You don't know the Lord Mayor. He has always been strict with Tang Er. He doesn't like him not doing his job properly. Seeing you two great beauties, you will feel that Tang Er is misunderstood by his beauty, so his father treats Tang Er The second effect is not good."

Song Ran is speechless, there is such a strict father?

No way, she had to hide in a small bathroom in the private room with her sister.

As soon as the two of them entered, the door of the private room was opened. The middle-aged man walked in, and everyone on the table quickly stood up.