"Okay, I'll be there right away.otbnkotgt The boss walked out of the box door, and the fat man and I didn't pay attention.
After all, a restaurant owner will encounter different customers every day.
It is normal for some customers to be messy and unable to control their own hands and feet.
It is not uncommon for them to get drunk and flirt with the waitresses.
The fat man and I continued to drink.
The fat man was depressed and I was unhappy.
We drank some wine and talked, and the two of us could adjust.
Unexpectedly, it didn’t take long.
There was a noise outside, and it seemed to be getting louder and louder.
Feeling something was wrong, I stood up and walked to the door.
As soon as I opened the box door, I saw the boss covering his head and walking towards here accompanied by several male waiters.
There seemed to be blood seeping out from between the fingers covering his head.
The boss was cursing and saying something, and many customers stood on both sides of the corridor to watch.
It was noisy behind the boss, and many people could be heard cursing.
The fat man standing behind me also saw this scene and said strangely: "Is someone making trouble?"
"I'm going to take a look."
I walked out of the box door and followed the boss and several waiters to the bathroom.
I saw the boss washing the wound with water.
When I looked carefully, I saw a wound about three or four centimeters long, with hair still attached to it.
There were some glass shards, and it looked like someone had hit his head with a glass bottle.
When cleaning the wounds, the boss grimaced in pain with a painful expression.
"What's wrong?"
I asked strangely.
"Hey, damn, they are a bunch of hooligans," the boss scolded.
Hooligans and the like are not uncommon at the beginning of the 21st century.
They have not developed into a gangster society.
Most of them are gangs formed by some social gangsters.
They usually go to various places to collect some money, eat for free in groups, or do some deception.
The matter of kidnapping.
Some of the more powerful ones have big bosses over their heads, or have some connections, and usually act more arrogantly.
It's normal for a good market place like Jufu Restaurant to have gangsters come to eat.
But all restaurant owners must be well-educated, and the filial piety they deserve must be indispensable.
He won't contradict them either.
Those gangsters are also people from a good background.
The real world is not like the fighting and killing in the Young and Dangerous movies.
Especially in Shanghai, you can try hacking someone to death on the street with a knife.
You'll be on the headlines every minute, and within a night you'll be squatting in a dormitory with a shaved head.
"Then why did they start a fight with you?"
I asked strangely.
"Hey, when doing business, it is inevitable to encounter such a bad guy.
Ever since Mad Dog and his gang were dealt with by you and Cui Zhen, this kind of evil force has not been formed in this area for a long time.
But a few years ago, there was a group of people who didn't know The gangsters came out of nowhere, probably about thirty or forty people, and initially contracted I went to a vegetable market in the north and had a few fights with people, but nothing happened.
I heard that someone from above was taking care of me and had a background.
I couldn't afford to mess with such people.
Don’t mess with me.”
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After the boss’s wounds were cleaned, he looked like he was going to the hospital.
"Then why did you do it today?"
I asked strangely.
"Hey, aren't these some new waitresses in the store?
These gangsters came to eat.
After drinking too much, they grabbed a girl and refused to let go.
The girls are here to work.
If they are really taken advantage of, who will come to me?
I work in this store and I went to try to persuade me that I might have spoken too harshly.
Unexpectedly, these beasts brought wine bottles and smashed them on my head.
Oops, it hurts so much."
"Oh, that's what happened.
Where is the person now?"
I asked again.
"It's still in the private room of the Peony Hall.
The waiter brought him out.
But he refused to leave.
I have to go with him later.
Not to mention that I can't get back the money for the food and drinks for the table, and I guess I will have to pay hundreds more.
Hey.
"When you open the door for business, you have to deal with all the relationships clearly.
It is also difficult for him.
He has to show his smile when he is bullied.
"Let me help you settle the matter."
As soon as he said this, the boss's expression changed unexpectedly, "I can't let you eat a table of wine for free.
I'll go talk to those people.
It's nothing.
They are all from the circle. " "That's impossible.
If you take action, those people won't be able to do it."
"Don't worry, I'm measured.
Haha."
I patted his shoulder and said to the waiter next to me, "Show me the way."
Outside the box in the Peony Hall.
You could hear shouts coming from inside, and a few people who drank too much were shouting.
The young waiter pointed inside with some fear and said: "This is the group of people.
The leader is a fat man with a flat head, named Brother Zhang.
The others are all younger brothers, there are about ten of them."
"I got it, go ahead."
I motioned for him to leave.
At this time, the fat man slowly approached from the corridor.
I pushed the door open, and the voice inside suddenly froze, and he looked over strangely.
At a glance, I saw a fat man with a flat head sitting in the middle of the wine table.
He was about forty years old.
He was holding a wine glass and his face was red.
There was still a smashed glass bottle on the ground.
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The fat man said next to me: "The one next to the fat man There are injuries on people’s hands.”
I looked over, and sure enough, there was blood on one of the people's hands.
It looked like it was this person's hand.
"What are you doing?"
Someone shouted when they saw us two strangers.
I walked in with a smile, kicked away the glass shards on the floor, pulled out a chair and sat down, and then said, "I'm here on behalf of the boss and want to see what's going on."
"Oh, Mr.
Song is from Boss Song.
I have to say sorry to him.
My brothers drank too much and I didn't stop them just now.
But the brothers came to his restaurant to eat, so it was considered as giving him face.
Let's get it over with."
The fat man with a flat head said with a playful smile, and he didn't seem to take it seriously at all.
"What do you call me brother?"
The people with blood stains on their hands kept glancing at the fat man.
Obviously in the eyes of this group of people, the fat man's fighting ability is much stronger than my small body.
"My name is Ba Xiaoshan, and this is my brother Cui Zhen."
I said.
"It looks like I'm not very old, brother.
I've finished my words.
I'll toast you a glass of wine.
After finishing this glass of wine, let's forget about this matter."
After the fat man finished speaking, he asked the younger brother next to him to pour me a glass.
After drinking, I slowly stood up and walked over, while the fat man walked to the door knowingly and locked the door.
I picked up the wine glass and said, "Who are you above covering you?"
Speaking of this, a few people felt that something was not right.
The fat man with a flat head shouted at me: "Little brother, what are you doing?
They are here to check my details."
"Don't be nervous, I'm not a policeman."
I took out a cigarette from my pocket, lit it and continued.
"I've been coming to this restaurant for more than ten years.
I'm an old acquaintance with Boss Song, and we're good friends.
Some of my friends who hit me wanted to have a drink to settle the matter.
I'm afraid that's not possible."
My words made it clear that I was going to cause trouble.
More than a dozen people across from me suddenly stood up and surrounded me and the fat man.
The fat man with the flat head also lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "Brother.
I’ve never heard of that name.
You’re young, so you must be protected by a big brother.”
"I don't have a big brother to protect me, and I'm not young anymore."
I said with a smile.
"Then you are looking for death."
The man next to me with blood on his hands was probably quite impulsive.
When he heard me speaking in this tone, he got a little angry.
He picked up a beer bottle from the table and smashed it on my head. came over, but before his hand could fall, he was The fat man grabbed his neck.
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He shouted loudly and pushed the guy to the ground.
The man fell to the ground and his face changed with fright.
He stared at the fat man again.
At this time, the fat man became angry and his eyes were bright.
When looking at him, he looked like a crazed tiger.
The face of the person who was pushed down suddenly turned pale, and he immediately showed timidity.
"You fucking dare to touch my brother?"
The fat man with the flat head yelled and slammed the table.
Several people around him fucked him, including those holding the table and some holding wine bottles.
I sat on the chair and sneered, pointing my finger.
With a slight click, several crisp sounds were heard, and the beer bottles in the hands of several people exploded immediately.
They were so frightened that they thought someone had fired a gun somewhere.
"Damn it, there's a gun," the fat man with a flat head changed his face and shouted loudly.
I smoked a cigarette and said, "Call all your brothers over.
It's best to call the people who are protecting you, and I will meet with you for a while."
As soon as he finished speaking, the dining table in front of him cracked from the middle: