After ten slaps, Zhang Qiang and Huang Mao both became pig-headed.
Each of them had two broken teeth and blood was flowing from the corners of their mouths.
He was really cruel.
Zhao Haiyang curled his lips: "What kind of friends are you? You are all so hardworking and have no humanity at all. You are too straightforward. You really hit me. Actually, I was just joking."
sweat!
Zhang Qiang and Huang Mao couldn't help but want to cry.
Isn't it hindsight when you say this now?
Oh, I see. You are just teasing us.
But you can't say that.
Zhao Haiyang spoke again. He looked at the BMW that was almost scrapped and said, "What are you going to do with your car?"
"We'll fix it ourselves." Zhang Qiang spoke unclearly.
"What I'm asking is, just leave it like this? Blocking everyone here?" Zhao Haiyang glared.
Zhang Qiang quickly said, "We'll deal with it right away, right away."
Zhao Haiyang turned around and ran to the front of his car to take a look.
The quality of the Hummer is really good. Even with such a strong impact, the front bumper was only slightly scratched, no problem at all.
Zhang Qiang was very tactful and quickly came over and said, "Brother Hai, I'll have the new car delivered tomorrow. Today's incident was truly my fault and has nothing to do with you."
Zhao Haiyang didn't comment, which meant it was okay.
Then he turned and got into his car, slamming the door.
Zhang Qiang and Huang Mao ran to the front to help direct traffic.
The Hummer drove out of the traffic flow and traffic began to flow smoothly. As for the BMW, that was Zhang Qiang's own business.
Tang Xiaobao praised him and said with a smile, "I can't believe it, it seems like you really have some face. They are really afraid of you."
"We are right." Zhao Haiyang said seriously, then laughed again: "Hey, how can he not be afraid? That Zhang Qiang, I beat him before, he knows I have a bad temper."
"But you handled this matter today beautifully. You didn't act arrogantly like a second-generation rich kid at all."
Zhao Haiyang glared: "I'm usually like this, everyone knows I'm the most reasonable!"
Tang Xiaobao curled his lips: "Go away, don't try this on me."
"We need to find a place to eat." Zhao Haiyang was a little confused: "Where is the best place to go? What do you want to eat?"
When Tang Xiaobao heard this, he immediately said, "What to eat? Speaking of food, of course we have to go to the God of Cookery."
Zhao Haiyang frowned: "Maybe not today, there is no room there now, how about you give me three days, and I will take you there after three days."
"That won't work. We have to go to the God of Cookery Restaurant. Don't worry, I'll take care of the location." Tang Xiaobao said mysteriously.
Zhao Haiyang was stunned. "Did you reserve a table in advance? That place is not cheap. I didn't realize you were such a spendthrift."
Tang Xiaobao continued to keep the secret: "Let's go. As long as we guarantee you'll have food to eat, you'll have to pay for it, though."
"Money is not a problem. I'm just worried that you can't solve the problem of position. I don't even have the face to do that. You'd better not embarrass yourself." Although Zhao Haiyang and Tang Xiaobao have known each other for a short time, they are like brothers of many years. They are not polite at all and sarcastic remarks come out of their mouths casually.
Tang Xiaobao glared in dissatisfaction: "Damn it, I don't believe in Master Tang's strength. Come on, I'll show you what I can do today."
Zhao Haiyang curled his lips: "If you really have this ability, you will be my brother in the future!"
Tang Xiaobao was ashamed: "It's true, you are older than me."
"It's okay. Whoever has the ability will be the big brother. From now on, I will be your little brother, but the premise is that you have to have the face. But I think you are mostly bragging."
Tang Xiaobao smiled, said nothing, took out his phone and called the fat man.
"I brought a friend over to take care of business. You have to cook for me today and make a table full of food. Make sure it tastes good. I'll tell you how much you'll charge later. My friend is paying. He has the money, and it has nothing to do with me. Don't be polite to him."
"Who are you calling?"
"The God of Food."
"God of Cookery?" Zhao Haiyang almost peed himself with laughter.
"Brother, you are so funny."
…
The car quickly drove to the God of Cookery Restaurant.
After parking the car, the two entered the lobby, where the manager was already waiting.
This manager and Tang Xiaobao are already acquaintances. There is no way they wouldn't be familiar with each other. There are so many guests coming here every day, all of them are rich and powerful people, but he can't remember many of them, except Tang Xiaobao.
Apart from Tang Xiaobao, no one else can make the God of Cookery cook for him personally.
He didn't know who Tang Xiaobao was, but he knew he couldn't afford to offend him, so his attitude was very humble.
"Hello, Mr. Tang, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Please follow me."
Zhao Haiyang had eaten here before and recognized the manager. They had worked here for many years, but he had never seen the manager so polite, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
Tang Xiaobao was not shy, he smiled, said hello, and followed the manager upstairs.
Entering the attic, Zhao Haiyang was a little dumbfounded, staring blankly at Tang Xiaobao: "You are so arrogant, are you related to the boss?"
"Relatives, bullshit. I don't know him well." Tang Xiaobao pretended to be cool and turned to ask the manager, "Where's Fatty?"
Fatty?
The God of Cookery seems to be a fat man!
Zhao Haiyang's lips twitched. Are you talking about the God of Cookery?
"The boss heard that you were coming and has already gone into the kitchen. The food will be here soon." The manager said with a smile, as if he was used to it.
Of course, he was not so calm inside.
Fatty?
Tang Xiaobao is the only one who dares to call the God of Cookery fat.
He was also very curious about the relationship between Tang Xiaobao and the God of Cookery, and why the God of Cookery was so kind to Tang Xiaobao and would satisfy all his requests.
This level of coolness instantly increased to unlimited levels!
Zhao Haiyang asked the manager: "Which boss?"
"We have only one boss, and that's naturally the God of Cookery." The manager said calmly.
Then the manager left.
Zhao Haiyang sat down on the chair, staring at Tang Xiaobao stupidly with his mouth wide open, as if he had seen a ghost.
"What's with that expression on your face?" Tang Xiaobao curled his lips. "Don't you believe me? Do you think I'm bragging? I told you, Master Tang relies on strength to navigate the martial arts world."
"Brother, big brother, you will be my brother from now on, and I will be your follower. You are so awesome! In Yanjing, no one has your ability. You dare to call the God of Food a fat man and even order him to cook for you..."
"What's there to brag about? It's just cooking a meal." Tang Xiaobao became even more cocky.
Zhao Haiyang was extremely excited: "Oh my god, just cooking a meal? It's that simple? Do you know how many heads of state have wanted to ask the God of Cookery to cook for them next time but they are not qualified? You actually said it so calmly, damn, you are amazing, my admiration for you is like a torrent of water..."
"stop!"
Tang Xiaobao stopped him: "Stop bragging, or I'll get goosebumps all over the floor. It's just a meal, don't get so excited."
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