Li Yu's face darkened, while Wen Jiaojiao smiled slightly and said:
"Waiter, I'd like to order."
Li Yu sat back down and said with a smile, "The crabs here are very fresh and delicious, Miss Jiang, you might like to..."
Ah Long interrupted again:
"Crabs are considered 'cold' in traditional Chinese medicine, and women shouldn't eat too many of them. Mr. Li, are you planning to harm our young lady?"
If Li Yu hadn't realized he couldn't beat him and was willing to give him a punch, he wouldn't have even had a chance to speak before Ah Long said:
"What, Mr. Li, did that rich woman you were with last year leave you?"
Wen Jiaojiao: "..." I must say, this Ah Long knows how to talk.
Li Yu looked embarrassed.
"That's all nonsense, just rumors."
Ah Long: "I think it's a rumor too."
Before Li Yu could speak, A Long continued:
“After all, you had just started working with Li Tianwang, so you couldn’t have a break before you were replaced with someone else to serve you.”
Wen Jiaojiao's smile never stopped.
The waitress next to her couldn't help but laugh out loud first. She paused for a moment, then composed herself and said:
"Excuse me, this is a steamed crab and clam omelet, right? And then?"
"And then one more," Wen Muwan gestured, having looked around.
"Ah Long, you order. With such a sharp tongue, it would be a shame not to order."
Ah Long said expressionlessly:
"Let's order some stir-fried pork kidneys for Mr. Li; he needs to replenish his energy."
Li Yu stood up angrily and slammed his hand on the table, saying:
"What do you mean? This is going too far!"
Ah Long: "What I meant was that kidney is highly nutritious and meets all the body's nutritional needs. It's for your own good. Is this my fault? Or did you say something that touched a nerve with Mr. Li?"
Li Yu's face flushed red and then paled, his chest heaving, and he had no choice but to sit down again and say:
"That's what I meant too."
On the other end of the phone, Wen Zhaoye's smile never stopped; he felt he should pay Ah Long a separate salary.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Wen Zhaoye's smile froze, and he subconsciously glanced at the phone.
The three people on the other end of the phone stared at the phone in Ah Long's arms and remained silent for a moment.
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