After Locke drove away from school, he called Mrs. Helen Stacey and told her that he was going to treat Gwen to dinner tonight.
After all, Locke's image in the eyes of Mrs. Stacey and Mr. Stacey is still very good.
This is good.
Rock likes being able to keep it going.
"look."
Locke put down the phone, glanced at Gwen sitting in the passenger seat, and shook the phone: "Helen said it's okay."
Gwen looked at the scenery outside the window: "Isn't this the way to Fifth Avenue?"
Locke turned directly right on the George Washington Bridge, and then headed straight into the rural New Jersey on the other side of the Hudson River. After getting off the bridge, he turned right behind and came to a pier on the Hudson River.
"There!"
Locke pointed to a floating restaurant docked at the pier and looked at Gwen with a smile: "I changed my mind. That's where we'll have dinner at night."
Gwen looked at the floating restaurant and opened her mouth.
Chester Lover's Restaurant.
Of course, Gwen knew about this restaurant. It was said that the chef there had won a federal award. The most important point was that Helen and George had always wanted to find time to spend time together in this restaurant.
but……
This restaurant has a reservation system. Since half a year ago, George has been trying to make a reservation, but the answer he got was that he wanted to free up the space. He already had to wait until March next year.
"...How did you book this restaurant?"
After getting out of the car, Gwen swept away the depression in her heart and looked at Locke with three-part surprise, three-part surprise, three-part curiosity, and one-part shy fan-shaped eyes: "This lover's restaurant in Chester is difficult to book. Got the position.”
"Yeah?"
Locke smiled, closed the car door, and looked at Gwen: "That means we are in the right place, isn't it, please."
Gwen: "..."
The Chester restaurant has two floors, with a total of forty tables. It only entertains eighty guests a day, and it is also a time-sharing type. The restaurant is actually very large, but the forty tables can ensure that every guest has something. A good dining environment.
Locke's reserved seat was in an excellent location on the second floor, with a view of Manhattan across the Hudson River.
"honestly."
Gwen looked at Locke very curiously: "The New York Daily News reported a few days ago that it is said that Stark Industries, the famous playboy, Tony Stark tried to jump in line but failed. How did you do it? .”
Locke shrugged: "I started making reservations a year ago, do you believe it?"
Gwen rolled her eyes.
but……
Beautiful women are beautiful even if they roll their eyes.
Gwen's eyes suddenly lit up and she took out her mobile phone from her bag.
"What are you doing?"
"Take pictures."
"..."
Locke watched as the ladies who came in one after another took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and even started to send videos to show off to their friends and besties over there. Then he looked at Gwen who was also taking pictures everywhere in the restaurant. Blinked.
really.
Even in a different world, women still have many common characteristics.
Gwen flipped through the photos she had just taken and looked at Locke: "If I sent it to my mother, my mother would not believe it and would be jealous."
Locke was silent for a while: "It's better not to say it."
Gwen asked curiously: "Why?"
Locke said calmly: "Next time we go to the shooting range, George will use me as a target."
What kind of restaurant is this?
Chester Lover's Restaurant, Chester, the name of the chef is not the key point at all, but the lover behind it, this is the key point.
George can accept that Locke and Gwen are more than friends and not lovers, but he will definitely not accept the relationship as lovers. In fact, this restaurant is something that George has always wanted to book but can't. If he knew about it, George would definitely do it. Take him to target practice.
Gwen seemed to have reacted, and rolled her eyes at Locke: "Then can you tell me how you booked this restaurant?"
Locke smiled and said nothing.
Gwen blinked and pushed Locke with her elbow, as if to say, say it quickly, say it quickly.
at this time.
"Hahaha!"
A hearty laugh came from not far away, and then, the red-necked Chester, who had a thick beard and looked more like a gang scavenger than a chef, came over to the store and looked at the people sitting there. Locke said loudly: "Little bastard, come here quickly, I'm just telling you, you've been in New York for so long, why haven't you come to me yet?"
Gwen's little mouth dropped open.
Locke shook his head, stood up, and hugged Chester, who was as strong as a bucking bull: "Old man, are you feeling well?"
"I have money."
Chester's eyes widened: "If you have money, there is nothing wrong with your health."
Said.
Chester, who had a thick beard, laid his eyes on Gwen and winked at Locke.
Locke smiled and introduced: "Gwen Stacey, a classmate from Midtown High School, and this is Clint Chester, the owner of this store."
Gwen stepped forward and extended her hand: "Hello, Mr. Chester."
Chester laughed: "Hello, Gwen, if you are this little bastard's friend, you are my friend."
Gwen smiled and glanced at Locke. Since he couldn't ask Locke, let's ask Chester: "Mr. Chester, you and Locke are..."
Locke and Chester looked at each other and smiled.
Gwen was confused.
Chester's white beard trembled like a coach and said: "Didn't Locke tell you that he is the best young cowboy in Texas?"
Gwen nodded, Locke told her, but this is New York, not the Lone Star State.
Chester said: "I was the one who took this little bastard back then."
A look of realization appeared on Gwen's face.
Locke smiled beside him.
This is indeed true.
But Chester left out an important step.
In addition to being Locke's guide to becoming the youngest cowboy in Texas, Chester was also Locke's guide on the road to becoming a killer. He could be considered Locke's killer mentor.
After all, although the profession of killer seems easy to get into, it is very difficult to get ahead.
Locke has always said that he is a professional killer, not a quick killer tool like Wesley, that's why.
What is the real killer’s organizational model?
In the past, killers were all masters and apprentices, taught step by step. Locke's initial sources of information and orders for the killers were all inherited from the legacy left to him by Chester before he retired.
Very few people know that Locke is the unparalleled assassin.
Chesco was one of them. Even Locke's account at the Continental Hotel was registered by Chester as a recommender.
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