As the boss tried to persuade the situation, the tense atmosphere gradually eased. The onlookers also cast approving glances, expressing their admiration for the boss's ability to handle the situation and his wisdom in reconciliation.
"This boss is really good at talking. He managed to reconcile them with just a few words." A customer exclaimed, his originally nervous expression relaxed, and he continued to enjoy the skewers in his hand.
Some customers smiled with relief, their tense nerves relaxing as the quarrel subsided.
"This boss is really talented. He solved the problem with just a few words."
A middle-aged man sighed, and as he spoke he cast an admiring look at the boss, and the skewers in his hand became fragrant again.
The young girls gathered together and whispered, "This boss is amazing! Not only does he make great barbecue, but he's also so organized."
"Yeah, we have to come to this store more often in the future. The atmosphere is really great."
Their words were full of praise for the boss and expectations for the future of the store.
Some customers directly expressed their gratitude to the boss. "Boss, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to enjoy this meal in peace."
There were also some customers who, although they did not speak directly, their eyes and actions revealed their recognition of the boss.
They continued to enjoy the food, but from time to time they cast approving glances at the boss, or mentioned the boss's persuasion skills when communicating with their companions, praising his cleverness.
There were even a few enthusiastic customers who, after the boss's persuasion was successful, took the initiative to come forward and talk to the boss, sharing their experiences and opinions, as if they had found a confidant to whom they could confide.
"Yes, this boss not only makes delicious barbecue, but also handles things so properly. I have to come to this restaurant more often in the future!"
Another customer echoed this, his words full of praise and affirmation for the boss.
"Boss, your cooking skills are really good. The grilled skewers are very delicious!" A customer praised while eating, with a satisfied smile on his face.
"No, no, thank you all for coming. Our restaurant has always been about harmony and prosperity. I hope everyone enjoys their meal and has a great time."
The boss responded modestly, his smile warm and sincere, as if it could infect everyone.
With the boss's persuasion and the customers' praise, the place once again returned to its former bustle and harmony. Everyone continued to enjoy the food and the happy time, and the sudden quarrel became a thing of the past.
(Time dividing line————————)
Jiang Ju had just finished a day's work and was about to go home. But unexpectedly, he ran into Jiang Cheng and He Yifan laughing and smiling in the company.
"Guess which hand I am?"
"Left hand."
"No, no, it's the right hand."
"You guessed wrong, He Yifan."
Jiang Ju's eyes became extremely sharp, as if they could see through everything.
He stared closely at the figures of He Yifan and Jiang Cheng talking, his expression gradually froze, and a barely perceptible murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Then he turned around and left.
When He Yifan returned home, Jiang Ju, who was sitting on the sofa, had put down the newspaper in his hand.
"You still remember to come back?"
"Whether I come back or not seems to have nothing to do with you."
Very good, this is the tone of Jiang Cheng's speech.
Sure enough... he just neglected Duan Shuce's existence during this period of time and didn't notice that He Yifan and Jiang Cheng had been getting a little close recently.
Jiang Ju is worthy of being Jiang Ju. He was not angry at the other party's words and still maintained a calm expression on his face.
"come over……"
Although He Yifan was a little confused, he still went over obediently.
Just as He Yifan passed by, Jiang Ju suddenly exerted his strength and pounced on He Yifan like a cheetah. He Yifan was caught off guard and was knocked down by this powerful force, sinking heavily into the soft sofa.
Jiang Ju's movements were swift and brutal. He grabbed He Yifan's shoulders tightly with one hand and pressed him firmly into the corner of the sofa.
"No... why are you going crazy again for no apparent reason...?"
He Yifan hadn't finished his angry words yet...
Then, Jiang Ju lowered her head and bit He Yifan's lips fiercely, wantonly plundering all his breath and senses. This kiss was wild and domineering, full of the desire to conquer and possess.
He Yifan almost lost his mind under Jiang Ju's wild attack and could only let him do whatever he wanted. However, an inexplicable excitement and passion surged in his heart.
The sofa groaned during their fierce struggle, as if it was also trembling with this wild entanglement.
After a long while, Jiang Ju finally let go of He Yifan. The man's robe was open, revealing his lean waist and abdomen, which were crisscrossed with several old wounds. One of them extended from his heart to his ribs. It was cut by He Yifan with a paper cutter.
He Yifan leaned heavily on the sofa and took a deep breath... The blush on his face had not yet faded, and the area under his half-open collar was covered with dense marks, spreading from his collarbone to his chest, like a bunch of berries about to ripen.
"Boss, what's wrong with you today?" He Yifan pulled the pillow on the sofa to cover his lower abdomen. There was impatience in his voice, but it couldn't hide the trembling in his voice.
He remembered that when Jiang Ju bit him just now, her fingers were gently stroking his lower back. That action was more of a comfort than a violence.
"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." Jiang Ju turned around to pour the wine, and the whiskey in the crystal glass emitted tiny gleams of light.
He Yifan sneered inwardly, then stood up and left. "He's just a fucking psychopath every day."
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