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Du Jing: ...

Is it really good for you to hold hands in front of me like this?

Fortunately, no one around! If anyone else would pay it back!

Du Jing has scanned the surrounding area by radar with years of experience as an agent. Except for the younger brother with Shen Qi, who is now looking at them with an incredible expression, no one else can see it.

Du Jing tried to block the hands between the two, struggling his neck: "Cough, what about it, in public."

Fu Mingyuan raised his eyelids and gave him a cold look: "What?"

Isn’t it just normal ordering?

"Ah, just..." Du Jing didn't finish speaking, but was interrupted again by Fu Mingyuan.

"Just order a meal, what are you thinking about?"

Du Jing: ...

Nima, you two hold hands! What can I think of! ! !

I shut up!

Shen Qi couldn't hold back, laughed, and finished laughing, squeezing Fu Mingyuan's fingers. His hands were rougher than his own, and his phalanxes were a little bigger than his own.

"Mr. Du is right. I am not right in public." Shen Qi let go, tilted his head to look at Fu Mingyuan, and added: "This is not the case. Seeing that someone just touched his hand, I'll kill the poison. ?"

"If this is not a public place, I have other ways to disinfect."

Du Jing: ...

I choose to shut up and you two continue.

He got up angrily, then sat down opposite Lu Tun.

Lu Tun dumbfounded: ...

"That...that...you are Brother Fu's manager." Lu Tun scratched his head.

The relationship between idols and male gods seems to be very good.

Is his new signature hopeful?

Du Jing gave a hum, nodded with a long way to go, and then started to play with the phone.

Lu Tun hesitated to speak, and finally, he only dared to ask Shen Qi on WeChat.

And Shen Qi over there ticked a few dishes with a lighter taste.

"If you mind, I will try to keep my distance from now on."

"However, I am a public figure, and these touches are hard to avoid."

Fu Mingyuan explained that it was just an accident.

He is a public figure, and such accidents are not rare.

Although most fans are self-disciplined, it is inevitable that someone like the waiter just now tries to borrow the convenience of his position to approach him and make some unreasonable requests.

For example, asking him to sign on his arm, or sign directly on the skin.

This is a very out-of-bounds behavior, and it has even violated employee work regulations.

Fu Mingyuan resisted when the man’s finger touched him, but because of the good self-cultivation of a star, plus the fact that fanatical fans who rushed to the stage to hug him too much before have encountered him, he bears it. Living.

When the other party made a request, he still refused.

He can help him sign the paper, but not elsewhere.

Shen Qi said "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"You know, I'm not angry."

Hearing this, Fu Mingyuan lowered his eyes, rubbing his fingers with the pen unconsciously.

"Why are you so serious, brother."

He held his chin to look at Fu Mingyuan. The man's profile was perfect, with a straight nose, thin lips, and a sharp outline.

Fu Mingyuan pressed his lips unconsciously and licked his lower lip.

"Sorry, I am not..."

"I just want to say that I will try to eliminate this situation in the future."

"I'm just explaining."

For a moment, he was a little afraid that Shen Qi would dislike his staidness.

Shen Qi suffocated a smile: "Well, I know, I'm not angry, I'm just a little bit sour."

"Brother, you know, that's sour."

"It smells like vinegar."

"Still old vinegar."

Fu Mingyuan frowned slightly, and he was silent for a while before speaking, "I know."

"I just drank it too."

After he finished speaking, Shen Qi tugged the corner of his clothes and looked down on his clothes for a while.

Shen Qi chuckled, "What should I do if I touched his head with both hands?"

He leaned over and whispered: "You know, the human body can automatically secrete a sterilizable liquid."

"If this happens again in the future, I would like to try this disinfection method."

"Brother, you can try it, I don't mind."

Fu Mingyuan reflected for a while, and his ears turned red.

Shen Qi smiled more happily.

After laughing, he pointed to the position of his collar: "Would you like to sign me here?"

Fu Mingyuan followed his gaze and saw that the low collar worn by the boy today, the neckline was so gently pulled by him, revealing his collarbone.

Fu Mingyuan's brow furrowed even more severely.

The lighting in this restaurant is too ambiguous.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down twice.

Picked up the pen.

"Is it cold?" Leaning forward slightly, Fu Mingyuan's figure concealed Shen Qi's figure, and a cool little finger rubbed Shen Qi's collarbone.

A little skinny.

It's warm.

Shen Qi tilted his head back so that he could sign for himself.

Supporting the chair with one hand, one hand rests on the other's back.

A little breath was sprayed on the neck, and the fragrance of clear perfume penetrated the tip of the nose.

Shen Qi tapped his teeth on the tip of his tongue, his arms were a little numb, and his imaginary hand landed on the back of the opponent's chair.

He whispered, "Brother, sign a name, do you want to be so close?"

"Did you mean it?"

Fu Mingyuan's pen tip paused, and it took so long before he wrote the word Fu.

Lips are somewhat dry.

"No, it's not easy to write on the collar."

Well, the first time I signed this kind of place, I was not very skilled in business.

"Ah, okay." Shen Qi smiled, his chest trembling slightly: "Write carefully, brother, this is... chapter."

A stamp with Fu Mingyuan's name is attached.

Hey, I'm a bit regretful, why didn't he let him sign the position of his heart.

"Mom...Fu Mingyuan is so nice." Lu Tun looked at the two people signing in such a gesture with envy.

Du Jing, who was sitting opposite him and facing the two of them, rolled his eyes. Yes, he was very good before meeting Shen Qi. He was serious, trembling, disciplined, and meticulous.

Haha, now.

He didn't say anything.

Du Jing lowered his head to eat his own food.

"Sir, this is the meal you ordered." The waiter just now pushed the meal over again.

Seeing the two people's current posture, the smile on their faces stagnated for a moment, and then they laughed again.

Fu Mingyuan just finished writing the last word and resumed his original sitting posture. The **** pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and nodded in response to the waiter.

"Thank you."

Waiting for the waiter to help arrange the dishes and staples, he should have left directly, but his eyes kept falling on Shen Qi's collar, those words were really eye-catching.

"Emperor Fu, can you sign a name for me as well?" The waiter lowered his head and smiled shyly: "Help me sign the sleeve, can you?"

"This shouldn't be too much, right?"

Fu Mingyuan hadn't reacted yet, so Shen Qi lowered his head and took a sip of the soup, then raised his head and glanced at him.

I didn’t see it clearly. Now I can see it clearly. The service grows white and tender, and it is very delicate.

"You are allowed to ask customers for signatures during working hours?" Shen Qi raised his eyebrows.

"I...I didn't ask you again." The waiter bit his lower lip as if he was about to cry.

"No, brother, didn't you interrupt us to eat?"

Fu Mingyuan shook Shen Qi's hand with his hand under the table, and quickly released it.

"I'm sorry, I said before, I won't sign your body, if you want to sign, I can help you sign on the paper."

"But now I want to eat here with my friends as a normal customer, can I?"

Although he used questioning sentences, the tone of his speech was slightly serious.

Shen Qi moved his finger.

The waiter looked like he was about to cry: "The outside world says that King Fu is very fond of fans. Why can't I do such a request? I just want an autograph..."

"Obviously you signed him too, I am also your fan, can I still treat him differently like this?"

Shen Qi was a little irritable. Although there is heating in the restaurant, the weather is still a bit cold now, and things will get cold soon after they come up.

The waiter was crying and crying here, and there were other guests outside, and it was not good to see the impact.

"Brother, why are you kidnapping morally?" Shen Qi licked the corner of his lower lip, raising his head with an impatient smile on his face.

"Did someone require him to sign for you? Or did someone require that a celebrity can't refuse?"

"It's not me... the rules of your restaurant are really bad..."

"I...I didn't ask you again!" The waiter blushed.

"Yeah." Shen Qi nodded: "But, you ask him if he is mine."

"I want to call your boss now."

"The restaurant is open in a place where there is a lot of celebrity traffic, how the waiter training has not been done.

After Shen Qi finished speaking, he heard Fu Mingyuan laugh next to him.

The laughter was very soft.

He turned his head and saw the man's original serious face with some smiles, he was looking at him, his eyes softened inexplicably.

Fu Mingyuan took off his glasses and squeezed the bridge of his nose. He was not short-sighted. Today, it was only the request of the makeup artist.

"The owner of this restaurant is me."

"Sorry, my training didn't make it right."

The waiter looked shocked.

Shen Qi uttered a loud voice, not too surprised.

In fact, there has been news about Fu Mingyuan's identity on the Internet.

He hadn't paid much attention before, and deliberately searched the other party's Baidu Encyclopedia last night.

He began to play with Fu Mingyuan's glasses.

Fu Mingyuan nodded to the waiter again: "I'm sorry, your manager will communicate with you on specific matters."

He lowered his head and sent a text message to the manager to explain the situation.

This is what it means to fire the other party.

The waiter was really panicked now, he just saw Fu Mingyuan himself suddenly lost his mind.

He has been a fan of Fu Mingyuan for five years. He used to dream of meeting himself, so he worked here.

The wages here are good, and the customers you meet are all up to the level. There are rarely such unreasonable acts of harassment and bullying of the waiters.

You may even meet a celebrity occasionally.

He just wanted Fu Mingyuan to sign on his body, and he was willing to keep his signature from being washed off. That would not work, he would have to expel himself...

He suddenly felt a little unfair.

Holding a glass of water with trembling hands, he wanted to pour onto Fu Mingyuan.

The water is still hot.

Fortunately, it's not hot.

This is Shen Qi's first feeling after being baptized with this glass of water.

Hey, this is the first time someone has been splashed with water. Not to mention, it's pretty good, it's a bit on the top.