Beauty's Supreme Expert

2Nangong Xiong, the second young master of Zhonghang City. Nangong Family was one of the Four Great Clans, and the power backing them was so strong that it was stupefying.    

    

He only ran a restaurant, how would he dare to provoke such a terrifying existence? As for Nangong Xiong, he was famous in the circle for being a popinjay.    

    

"Free? Do you think I'm some poor bastard that's taking advantage of me outside?"    

    

Flicking away the ash on his cigarette, Nangong Xiong cursed: "I'm going to eat this roast chicken today, is there a problem?"    

    

Hehe, hehe, did he dare to say there was a problem?    

    

The Mediterranean felt that its eggs were hurting, did all these rich second generations like these things? To have such great face, how could this be for the sake of eating chicken? This was clearly for the sake of posturing.    

    

However, this was very normal. Other than acting cool, there was no other entertainment for the rich. He once again forced a smile and said, "As long as Young Master Xiong is happy, this plate of roasted chicken is yours."    

    

It wasn't a big deal to use a plate of roasted chicken. If not, then two.    

    

"Boss, this plate of roasted chicken was ordered by the customer at table nine."    

    

Seeing the slovenly bald man, the waiter was immediately annoyed. "When we were having the meeting, boss, you said that we want to focus on our guests and serve them."    

    

"Shut up, do you not want to?"    

    

Seeing that the matter was about to be resolved, he was interrupted by the blind waiter. He frowned and cursed, "Boss, is it me or you? There's no place for you to speak. If you dare refute again, pack up your things and scram."    

    

"Hmph, I'm not going to work today."    

    

Seeing the ugly expression on the bald man's face, the waiter took off his work clothes and threw it onto the ground, "It's a waste of time for me to stay in a restaurant like yours. Hurry up and settle my salary."    

    

"With such a service attitude, you still want to settle your salary? It's fine if I don't let you compensate me, but scram."    

    

The Mediterranean spat on the ground. "If you cause our restaurant to be covered with damage, I'll break your dog legs."    

    

"Aiyaya, this is just a small matter, there's no need to act like this."    

    

The corner of Nangong Xiong's mouth curved into a smile, "I'm very happy today, so I won't hold your restaurant accountable. Since you said that the plate of roasted chicken is for table nine, I'll have table nine agree to it."    

    

"Young Master Xiong truly has a large family, no wonder Nangong Family can become a top family."    

    

Hearing Nangong Xiong's words, Mediterranean rubbed his palms and agreed: "I believe the guest at table nine will agree to this small request."    

    

Anyone with brains would not reject the Second Young Master of the Nangong Family if he were to personally go. One had to know that this was a chance to pull a relationship with Nangong Family, so no one would miss it.    

    

"Come, give me the roasted chicken. I will go over myself."    

    

Nangong Xiong gestured for the waiter to pass the roasted chicken to him and said with a smile, "I'm very happy today, so I won't make things difficult for you."    

    

Yes, he was really happy. Other than celebrating Lin Fann's death, he didn't expect to meet a great beauty today. A great beauty that he couldn't suppress his excitement.    

    

The Miss Lin Family of the capital, this beauty who could excite him. When he looked at table nine, Nangong Xiong actually found someone he knew, someone he wanted to know.    

    

Lin Wanyu, the daughter of the capital's Lin Family. If they could get their hands on it, their Nangong Family would definitely be able to leap forward and become a super family.    

    

At that time, he would be the one to take the wind and take the rain, and the young generation of Zhonghang City would all be up to him, right?    

    

The more he thought about it, the more excited he got. Nangong Xiong felt like his legs were floating. Because of the plate of roasted chicken in his hand, he had a chance to pick up girls. It seemed like today was a good day.