The role task was completed, and the little old lady waved her sleeves without taking away a single cloud.
He left in a carefree manner, with no intention of getting in touch with these NPC tourists or seeking information.
Just kidding, next time they meet, they will only be afraid of her.
The role mission is completed, she can finally do whatever she wants, quack quack...
Looking at that little back, it's very pleasant.
Waiter No. 9 looked puzzled.
What is this for?
Just come and hang around, brag, show off your talent, show off? ? ?
He thought the little old lady would go back soon, but who knew that she turned around and went to the top-floor panoramic restaurant.
Little old lady: Go back? Are you kidding? This is a dungeon with human NPCs, or a cruise ship. Isn’t the seafood delicious?
Waiter No. 9 was completely confused.
As far as he knows, although Ms. Carmen is very talented, she has a common problem like many artists, that is, she is not willing to give up for five buckets of rice. She is very arrogant and very poor. Even when she goes on a cruise ship, she is invited and accommodated. As for To eat, just go to various banquets, but the panoramic restaurant on the top floor is not a place that ordinary people can go.
He hesitated several times, but in the end he said nothing. He was just a waiter.
The little old lady behind No. 9 naturally noticed the reaction, but as long as the other party didn't say anything, the little old lady wouldn't care.
"Good evening, distinguished guest, are you alone?"
As soon as the little old lady entered, she was greeted by a handsome middle-aged man in a suit.
The reserved little old lady smiled slightly.
"It should be two, maybe three, at the invitation of the captain."
The middle-aged man was stunned.
The captain had always reserved a box, but he didn't say he would come for dinner tonight.
Looking at the little old lady, the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, a little suspicious.
No. 9 lowered his head and looked confused. Why didn't he know that the captain invited him? Shouldn't he have been informed first?
But when he thought about Ms. Carmen being a painter, and when he thought about the secrets he accidentally learned, he had better shut up, a smart man, and talk less.
The middle-aged man glanced at the waiter No. 9 who was quietly following the little old lady. He didn't find any objection from him and was thoughtful.
After thinking for a while, he asked again.
"Madam, could I ask about your identity and your relationship with the captain?"
He could not contact the captain now. He knew what the captain was doing. If he was not sure, he could not let this person in.
The little old lady felt that this NPC was too responsible and was probably the captain's confidant, otherwise he wouldn't be so confident.
Why is it so difficult to eat something good~
A roll of eyes.
"I'm a painter named Danny and David..."
The middle-aged man became nervous.
Depend on!
He couldn't bear to hear these two names put together. She was also a painter!
He quickly interrupted loudly with a stiff smile.
"Ms. Carmen!"
The little old lady looked frightened and shut up in time, 'forced' to interrupt.
He looked at the middle-aged man with a questioning look on his face.
The middle-aged man looked embarrassed and bowed slightly.
"Haha, I'm very sorry. Look at my memory. I remembered it. Ms. Carmen, please come here."
The little old lady curled her lips slightly, saying she had something good to eat.
Being respectfully invited into the captain's private box by the middle-aged man, the little old lady nodded unceremoniously.
When the food comes, eat and eat.
No. 9 swallowed hard when he saw this, but he knew the rules, and if this was to end his life, he still wanted to live.
The little old lady didn't care about him. The big lobster in her left hand, the foie gras in her right hand, and the caviar bites were very relaxing.
The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched as he watched.
He now suspected that this woman knew she was going to die and simply ate to her heart's content.
After eating, the little old lady leaned back on her chair, touched her bulging belly, and looked at the middle-aged man without any guilt.
"I've finished eating, why haven't David and Danny come yet?"
Seeing her rude look, the middle-aged man ignored her.
"Maybe the captain is busy."
But she felt in her heart that this person was stupid. She would die later if something happened to the captain. She had seen people rushing to pick up money, but I had never seen people rushing to seek death.
The little old lady got up and walked around twice to eat, and then looked at the middle-aged man impatiently.
"Okay, I'll go back, I guess he and Danny..."
"Ms. Carmen!"
The middle-aged man's forehead is sweating.
This stupid woman can say anything. She only needs to understand some things, there is no need to say anything.
He now suspected that this woman must have known something, so she simply broke the jar and even wanted to drag two of them into the water to be buried with her.
In fact, he was the one who was held back.
Smile stiffly and soften your tone.
"Ms. Carmen, the captain is too busy, so please go back first and I will notify the captain."
Carmen waved her hand.
"Forget it, David said, he is not free today, so he will ask the deputy to inform me of the time when the time comes. No need to trouble you, then I will go back first."
The middle-aged man's smile is a little more sincere.
You should leave quickly!
"Okay, then walk slowly."
The little old lady walked to the door and thought of something, looked back and smiled.
The middle-aged man's legs shook and he heard the demonic voice.
"Pack me two more big lobsters just now, another bottle of that wine, and two bottles of caviar. That's all for now."
Middle-aged man: "..."
Even with the food and drinks, he felt sorry for the captain.
But after all, the dead Taoist friend is not the poor Taoist. It's not that he doesn't feel sorry for his money. Now he just wants to send this painter with the big secret of beheading away quickly.
Before leaving the house, the little old lady looked at the middle-aged man sincerely.
"You are a good person."
Middle-aged man: "..."
You are a good person even if you don't tell secrets. In order to stop this good person from telling secrets to him and not to come back again, the middle-aged man brought two bottles of caviar and some food to the little old lady.
"You are also a good person. If you go slowly, I won't send you away."
Go quickly! Go quickly!
After sending the little old lady away with a smile, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and put the account in the name of the captain.
No. 9 was carrying things, and the little old lady was walking back with a bottle of caviar in one hand.
In the end, No. 9 held back and asked for clarification.
less talking, more working.
less talking, more working.
less talking, more working……
After brainwashing, he is number 9 again for no reason.
The little old lady noticed that the person behind her was struggling for a long time, and suddenly she felt calm and relieved again, which felt interesting.
Before entering the house, he patted his shoulder.
"Be good, hang out with me, and you can eat caviar."
With that said, he gave him a bottle of caviar and carried the remaining things into the room.
The audience in the live broadcast room was numb.
Not only was the food included in the meal, but the person in charge also gave me two bottles of caviar and a bunch of food before leaving.
They are so envious.
I really want to reproduce it.
I really want to eat a king meal at this price.
In the room, the little old lady smiled evilly and took out all the packed things.
She was already hungry after just taking these few steps.
While eating, I chatted with the audience in the live broadcast room.
"Family members, let me show you a mukbang. Look at this shrimp, look at this caviar, look at this pure red wine made with ancient methods...
Tsk tsk tsk~”
While talking, the little old lady ate while still talking about the taste and texture, making the shocking national destiny consciousness zoom in and display it 360°.
Live broadcast room audience: "..."
Fairy Grandma, you will lose us if you do this.
Several times, their saliva flew down three thousand feet, and there was no paper in their trouser pockets.
Why the only solution to worries is sweet potatoes.
嘤嘤嘤……
