You Are My Rare Passion

He looked at Huo Zhongqi with a smile and said, "Unexpectedly, a waiter who looks ordinary is actually a prince who visits privately in a micro-service. Isn't it a bit like the floor-sweeping monk in a martial arts story?"

Huo Zhongqi said bluntly, "It's not like that!"

Qin Junye put his arm on his shoulder, curled his lips and said, "Qiqi, you are so boring!"

The two chatted unscrupulously at the door, which was overheard by Guo Weimao.

Guo Weimao didn't care about being surprised by the identity of the waiter, pushed aside the waiter and the manager standing in front of him, rushed to Qin Junye and Huo Zhongqi, and shouted: "How dare you stand here to watch the fun! Little bastard, I will kill you !"

He was in severe pain all over his body, his wife and children were tortured to the point of losing their human appearance, he was so angry that he rushed towards Huo Zhongqi and Qin Junye with all his teeth and claws.

This is what Qin Junye was waiting for.

He grabbed Guo Weimao's slap towards him, twisted it hard, and kicked him in the crotch.

Guo Weimao let out a scream and knelt down on the ground clutching his crotch.

Guo Weimao's wife rushed over screaming, "What are you doing? Why are you beating someone?"

She reached out to push Qin Junye.

Qin Junye continued with the same move just now, grabbing her hand and twisting it forcefully, taking advantage of her bending over in pain, he raised his foot and kicked her lower abdomen.

Guo Liangcai cried out in fright when he saw his parents being kicked to the ground: "Dad! Mom!"

Guo Weimao's facial features were distorted: "Little bastard! You, you dare to hit me!"

"It was you who hit you!" Qin Junye crossed his arms and looked at him: "Didn't you say that your son is a child, and children play tricks, so don't worry about it? I am also a child, I am just joking with you, You must not argue with me!"

Guo Weimao raised his finger and pointed at Qin Junye's nose, and the "you" of "you you you" couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"Nothing to say?" Qin Junye was a little disappointed, "Your family is so cheap, I thought you were so difficult to deal with, that's it?"

He let out a contemptuous "cut", "With your little combat power, I'm really looking forward to it for nothing!"

He put an arm on Huo Zhongqi's shoulder, and shook his head in pain: "You guys really let me down!"

"You..." Guo Weimao didn't seem to be able to say anything other than this word, his lips trembled in anger, and his body trembled like chaff, as if he would faint from anger at any time.

The waiter couldn't stand it anymore, and walked to Qin Junye's side: "Little friend, I think it's almost the same, you should take it easy, it's not good if you really get mad."

Qin Junye looked up at him with interest: "Are you the boss' son?"

The waiter nodded: "Yes!"

Qin Junye asked with great interest: "Since you are the boss's son, you should be a department manager or something, right? Why did you come to be a waiter?"

Waiter: "...I think you have too much control."

Qin Junye thought for a while, then took out his phone and shook it: "Do you want a tip? One hundred yuan for one question!"

Waiter: "...You all know that I am the boss's son, the son of the boss of my dignified hotel chain thinks you are worth a hundred dollars?"

Qin Junye grinned: "The son of the owner of your dignified hotel chain has come to work as a waiter. Isn't it strange that he likes me for a mere hundred dollars?"

Waiter: "..."

He looked so reasonable, he was so fucking speechless!