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Chapter 907: It doesn¡¯t sound right for you to ask that, right?

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    "This" The waiter paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I don't know either. Our shopkeeper hasn't been here today, and our boss, I don't even know."

    Xing Zhimo glanced at him coldly and said, "Your shopkeeper is gone."

    "Ah?" The waiter obviously didn't react, "Sir, what do you mean"

    "Dead." Xing Zhimo said lightly.

    The waiter heard clearly now, and he asked with some surprise: "How could it be possible? Wasn't the shopkeeper fine yesterday? How could it be

    ¡°My lord, what are you doing"

    "Look for your boss." Xing Zhimo's voice was still so cold.

    "But, I don't know where our boss is. Only the shopkeeper knows where the boss is. We"

    "Okay, the boss is not here, then give me a piece of the 'jade' you have here." Xing Zhimo suddenly sat on the chair and looked at the waiter.

    The waiter said ¡®Ah¡¯ and then realized what Xing Zhimo¡¯s words meant.

    He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Xing Zhimo spoke first: "Don't say anything to me. If you can't do it, I don't believe it. If you don't know how to do it, where did that thing come from?  ?¡±

    His voice was cold, and the overbearing aura on his body made the waiter feel oppressed.

    He said with a grimace: "Sir, I, I, I really can't do it!"

    "If you don't know how, then let someone who knows how to cook it make it. Isn't this your signature dish? No one knows how to cook it? Huh?" Xing Zhimo's aggressive look made the waiter's legs tremble.

    Just when the waiter didn't know how to answer, a man's gentle voice came from the door. The voice said with a smile: "Why is this guest so impetuous? I just went out for a while."  .¡±

    ¡°Boss.¡± The waiter felt happy when he saw the visitor and hurriedly stepped forward and shouted.

    When Yan Wanxi heard the voice, she also looked towards the owner of the voice.

    What I saw was a very ordinary-looking man. He was wearing a dark blue robe. He looked very elegant, more like a scholar than a businessman at all.

    Xing Zhimo also looked towards him, but found that he did not know this person and had never seen him before.

    He frowned slightly, looked at the man and asked, "Are you the owner of this restaurant?"

    The man smiled and nodded, saying: "Yes, little man Lin Chun, I wonder why you are looking for me?"

    Xing Zhimo¡¯s voice was still so cold, ¡°Did you know that your shopkeeper is dead?¡±

    Lin Chun had a look of surprise on his face and asked: "H-How could this happen? Old Liu, I saw him yesterday!"

    Yan Wanxi secretly pinched the man and cast the power of truth.

    Xing Zhimo continued: "Then do you know where he went?"

    Lin Chun shook his head and said: "I don't know, Old Liu has a little problem. He always likes to go to gambling houses. Could it be that he offended someone, so he was"

    Yan Wanxi frowned. The way the man spoke seemed to be saying that he didn't know where Liu Dafu had gone, but his words contained a hint of clarification, which was really strange.

    Xing Zhimo frowned and asked again: "Okay, then I want to ask you, what is the 'jade' here made of?"

    Lin Chun was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Xing Zhimo to ask such a question.

    He smiled and said: "Sir, this is the secret recipe of our restaurant. It doesn't sound right for you to ask, right?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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