Chapter 537 The trouble caused by the circle of friends

Style: Romance Author: chocolate dipped candyWords: 2195Update Time: 24/01/11 19:15:36
The more the man thought about it, the more angry he became. He vomited blood in his heart, but he could not tell others that his wife had cheated on him.

He was so angry that he snorted coldly, and simply ignored it and just followed his wife's mischief here!

It's just embarrassing, because his face has been thrown to the ground and rubbed repeatedly.

When the woman saw this, she became furious and shouted to the cashier at the front desk: "Which restaurant doesn't have to keep the order for a few days? You can't get it out here!"

The cashier hurriedly explained: "We have indeed kept the order form, but after we check out every night, we will hand it over to the finance department for summary. Today is also a coincidence, the accountant is on break, and only the cashier is at work. It needs to be transferred out tomorrow. "

The quarrel here instantly attracted the attention of the people around.

At this time, it was the dining peak, and there were many customers entering the store. Seeing people arguing at the front desk, many people who happened to pass by noticed the movement here.

The woman also noticed it and said displeasedly: "But I want to order the table noodles they had at last night!"

Fu Yu also understood the whole story at this time, and hurriedly stepped forward to help persuade: "I am the chef in the store, and I know the dishes very well. Although we may not be able to call up last night's order list, as long as you guys Bian can give you a rough description of the style and taste of the dishes, and I should be able to help you find the corresponding dishes."

The woman was stunned and turned to look at Fu Yu.

Seeing that he was indeed wearing a chef's uniform, he nodded and said, "That's okay, as long as you can make me the same banquet as last night!"

Fu Yu glanced at the growing number of onlookers and suggested, "Then please follow me to the ordering area."

Seeing this, the man quickly took the woman with him to the ordering area.

Liu Yuqing was a little confused and looked at the couple with a gossipy face.

Good guy!

This is clearly who cuckolded whom!

When they arrived at the ordering area, Fu Yu didn't give the couple a chance to continue bickering.

He was still busy with the ordering list, so he really didn't have time to waste it here.

He simply looked at the man and asked: "Since you were present at the meal last night, can you please recall what dishes you had last night so that I can use it as a reference to help order food."

In fact, from Fu Yu's point of view, he felt that this man was really stupid.

Anyway, at dinner last night, the woman was obviously not there. I just casually reported what dishes were ordered and got over it.

Why is it so troublesome to have to adjust the menu and serve the dishes as they are?

As a result, the man probably saw that Fu Yu was being polite, and if the matter was not resolved quickly, he would continue to lose face in front of outsiders, so he said in a very cooperative manner: "Everything I ordered last night was the store's specialties, including salt and pepper shrimps." Tiger, sweet and sour fish, spicy crayfish..."

The man really started to name the dishes honestly.

I read out six dishes in one breath, but I got stuck and couldn't remember anything else for a long time.

Just as Fu Yu was about to ask the ordering clerk to bring over the recipe so that the man could recall it, the woman next to him said coldly: "Don't you have photos on your Moments? As for Jiugongge, I want to take pictures of the dishes on the table, for fear that others won't know that you are all there." what did you eat!"

The woman gets angry when she talks about this matter.

She glared at the man: "Ah, I dare you to go out with other women every day to eat and drink, while I have to take care of the children at home and serve your mother. Why do you do that!"

The man couldn't help but defended: "As I said, I was just here to socialize. Besides, I know the food here is good, so I specially picked up your favorite food and packed it back..."

The woman exploded when she heard this: "You still have the nerve to say that! You are eating freshly cooked and fried good rice and vegetables here, and I deserve to eat your leftovers?"

Seeing that the two of them started to quarrel again, Fu Yu hurriedly said: "If there are photos, I should be able to prepare a table for you as it is."

The woman turned to glare at the man: "Did you hear that? Get your phone!"

The man seemed too lazy to make a fuss and calmed down the matter. He took out his cell phone and simply handed it to the woman.

The woman took the phone, unlocked it with familiarity, and brought up the circle of friends she had just seen last night.

I quickly found the photo sent by the WeChat account that posted the photo.

Fu Yu took it and subconsciously looked at the WeChat ID profile picture posted to Moments. It was a selfie taken by a very elegant-looking woman.

But Fu Yu didn't zoom in to take a look. It was a bit unclear what it looked like.

As the woman said, it was a group of photos showing people eating.

Nine photos, group photos of everyone eating, and close-ups of special dishes.

There are two photos among them, but the angles are good enough to capture the entire table of dishes.

The content of this circle of friends is:

[I heard that women who weigh 90 pounds are the most beautiful, so I want to eat up to 180 pounds, so that I will be twice as beautiful~~]

Quotes about the smell of tea in this tea. . .

No wonder women get angry after looking at WeChat Moments.

While Fu Yu was looking through the dishes, he also took a look at the two group photos.

There were only three people eating, two men and one woman.

When taking the photo, the woman was sitting in the middle. She must have drunk some wine, and they did have a good relationship with each other. They looked very affectionate while holding hands.

With the condition in this photo, no one would easily believe that he was out to socialize with clients.

With the photos as reference, Fu Yu easily helped order a table.

Eight dishes and one soup are all the specialties of the restaurant. Μ

Fu Yu reported the name of the dish and asked for their opinions: "If there is no problem, will I place the order?"

The man sighed, a little worried about the money.

We went out to eat last night. It was actually a dinner hosted by a friend. Since we didn't pay for it myself, I didn't feel any distress at all while eating.

After hesitating for a moment, he still couldn't help but said: "Just order two dishes to try. We can't finish such a large table of dishes even if it's just the two of us!"

The woman glared: "You can order even if you can't finish it! Only when I eat the money at home can I really earn it. Otherwise, why don't I keep the frugal money and give it to you to spend on other women?"

When the man heard this, he also became angry: "I told you, it was just for entertainment, but I didn't spend any money last night! I gave it to other women. Even if I have this idea, I still have to have the money!" Do I?"

This is a very reasonable thing to say.

The woman had a sullen face: "You are still reasonable! Who made trouble first? My colleague and I ran into each other after get off work, and we walked together for a while. I insisted on cuckolding you! We didn't even get into each other, but it was you. , you’re already hugging your neck, are you even kissing me? How shameless!”

"You said you worked a crappy job every day and earned such crappy money. Did I ever dislike you? I have to take care of my children and serve the elderly at home every day. Did I ever complain?"

"I don't want you to understand, but you can't chill my heart either? It's obvious that you were fooling around with other women outside, but when you came back, you beat her up and said I wanted to cuckold you!"

"If I really didn't want to live a good life, could I still survive today?"

After the two complained, they both calmed down.