If anything happens to the guest, I will definitely be held responsible and will be punished. The order from above is very clear: nothing must happen, otherwise I will be severely punished.
Tang Xiaobao heard footsteps behind him and was about to teleport again when Fatty Zhu appeared on the stairs.
"stop."
A group of people rushed over quickly and surrounded Tang Xiaobao.
Fatty Zhu came down from upstairs, waved his hand, and said, "All of you get out. What are you doing?"
"Mr. Zhu, this man had long pretended to be your brother. Fortunately, we stopped him." The man in black took a breath and said.
Fatty Zhu quickly said, "You're mistaken. He really is my brother. I invited him here."
"ah?"
A group of people looked at each other.
Is this true?
Are you kidding me? When did the God of Cookery have a brother?
Suddenly, their eyes looking at Tang Xiaobao changed and were filled with envy.
If you can become the brother of the God of Food, you can go anywhere in this big world.
This is a great blessing.
Only then did Tang Xiaobao look around.
There was no one dining in the lobby on the first floor, but there were quite a few people sitting in groups of three or four.
Among these people, half are Chinese, and the other half are obviously from Europe or Africa. Whites and blacks each account for almost half, with a total of more than 20 people.
When Tang Xiaobao broke in earlier, these people stood up at the same time and quickly surrounded him, surrounding Tang Xiaobao again.
"Get out of the way." Fatty Zhu was still waving his hands.
Finally, everyone recovered from their shock and dispersed.
Fatty Zhu’s brother, who dares to stop him?
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