Who moved my novel?

"That's basically it." Wang Zhenhua became more and more excited as he spoke, and his eyebrows were dancing with joy at the end.

"Oh, oh." Dong Peng listened and wrote something down in his notebook seriously: "Officer Wang, you are so amazing! Is there anything else?"

"Yes!" Wang Zhenhua took a sip of free ice water to moisten his throat, which was a little dry after talking for more than an hour: "There is a lot of knowledge here, and it can't be figured out in a moment."

"More, more." Dong Peng stared at Wang Zhenhua excitedly, and waved to stop the waiter passing by: "Another coffee and dessert."

"This..." The waiter looked at Wang Zhenhua hesitantly.

"Go ahead, and give me a glass of ice water by the way." Although Wang Zhenhua's heart was bleeding, he looked at Dong Peng who was very interested, gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Okay, Mr. Wang." The waiter nodded thoughtfully, cleared the empty plates on the table and turned away.

"Would you like another cup of coffee?" Dong Peng looked at Wang Zhenhua and asked in confusion.

Wang Zhenhua had already drunk four or five glasses of ice water. If he was not a regular customer, the waiter would have been angry.

"No, no." Wang Zhenhua waved his hand: "I'll just drink ice water. Drinking too much coffee is bad for your health and can cause insomnia."

"That's true." Dong Peng nodded in agreement: "Last time I drank two pots of coffee, and the sugar cubes at home were gone. In the end, I had no choice but to add white sugar."

"Uh, haha, haha." Wang Zhenhua smiled awkwardly. It was really hard to respond to this. Who else would add sugar to coffee like this?

"What's wrong? Officer Wang?" Dong Peng looked at Wang Zhenhua in confusion.

"It's okay, it's okay." Wang Zhenhua shook his head and thought for a long time before saying, "You should drink less coffee, it's not healthy."

"I understand!" After hearing Wang Zhenhua say this again and again, Dong Peng finally understood what Wang Zhenhua meant and quickly stretched out his hand and shouted, "Waiter!"

"Hello, sir, what's wrong?" The waiter said in his heart, "As expected," and then quickly came over: "Hello, sir, do you need help?"

"Yes." Dong Peng nodded: "Is the cup of coffee I just ordered ready?"

"Not yet." The waiter shook his head and secretly felt that it was fortunate that he was smart and delayed the order for a while.

"Sorry, I don't want it then." Dong Peng nodded.

"Okay, sir." The waiter had already made preparations and naturally nodded directly.

"No, no, no." Although Wang Zhenhua was secretly happy in his heart, he still had to save face and quickly waved his hand: "I ordered it, it's too troublesome to return it!"

As he said that, he also looked at the waiter next to him.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal!"

Whether the waiter saw Wang Zhenhua's eyes or not, I knew what to say.

This guy always ordered two cups of coffee when he came with people. It was unprecedented that he took the initiative to order a dessert today. Later, the other party added two cups of coffee and dessert, but he didn't object. This is absolutely unique!

Now it's more reasonable to return one cup.

"You don't know how to do business." Wang Zhenhua complained falsely.

"This is called service full of humanistic care, considering the guests and satisfying them." Dong Peng said with a smile: "Drinking too much coffee is really not good. Besides, I feel a little bad for letting you watch me drink."

"It's okay, I also..." Just when Wang Zhenhua was about to say a few more polite words, he suddenly stopped, because Dong Peng opposite him made a move that made his face turn blue.

"Wait a minute." Dong Peng stopped the waiter who was about to leave: "Why are you in such a hurry? Well, I don't want coffee, but give me a bottle of juice, orange juice."

"Excuse me, sir." The waiter didn't dare to look at Wang Zhenhua's face, and said awkwardly: "We don't have bottled juice here, all freshly squeezed."

"Freshly squeezed is better!" Dong Peng nodded: "Freshly squeezed is healthy!"

"Our juices are all in a bunch, no small cups..." The waiter seemed to have felt the cold eyes behind him and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"Of course it has to be a bunch, otherwise how can the two of us drink enough!" Dong Peng didn't notice Wang Zhenhua's face at all, and continued: "Remember to bring us two cups, preferably glass ones."

"This..." Even if the waiter was reluctant, he still had to look back at Wang Zhenhua, after all, Wang Zhenhua was treating this time.

"Ah, haha, haha." Wang Zhenhua smiled awkwardly: "Well, can't juice be sold in single cups?"

"This is really not possible!" The waiter looked embarrassed: "We have never sold it this way here. The boss didn't agree with the customers who asked before."

"Well, that's fine." Wang Zhenhua thought about the photo in Dong Peng's hand, made up his mind, and nodded reluctantly: "Go ahead! A bunch!"

"Well..." The waiter looked at Wang Zhenhua in disbelief, and added: "Mr. Wang, we are freshly squeezed juice. Oranges are more expensive in this season, so a bunch costs 48."

"48?!" Wang Zhenhua almost jumped up: "Why don't you go and grab it! I go outside and buy a bottle for at most a dozen yuan!"

"We are freshly squeezed..." The waiter explained in a low voice.

"Freshly squeezed, healthy!" Dong Peng waved his hand to interrupt Wang Zhenhua, and then looked at the waiter: "Go, place the order."

“This…” Although Dong Peng said so, the waiter still had to wait for Wang Zhenhua to make a decision.

“Okay.” Wang Zhenhua’s mouth twitched, and the muscles on his face trembled twice: “Go ahead, get an extra pot of ice!”