He pointed forward and said, "This is this place. It used to be a small stage, and a piano was usually placed there. Later, the business of the hotel got better and better, and there were more and more guests in the restaurant, so this stage was

It was demolished to make more space and became the semi-open box it is today."

"many years ago?"

"It's been twenty years, right?" Mr. Dillings thought for a moment, then shook his head, "I can't remember clearly, my memory is not very good."

Boss Luo smiled and said, "It's enough to remember that there used to be a stage there."

Di Linsi looked at the young man strangely, but for some reason he agreed with what he said, so he smiled and said: "Yes, sometimes I am afraid that I will forget that the stage once existed.

I have. Thinking about it now, I still remember that I am really lucky. So, sometimes don’t complain about the unfairness of the world to you, because you never know when it will give you what you don’t know.

of care.”

"Maybe." Boss Luo nodded and raised his glass to Mr. Dillins.

Mr. Dillings is obviously a talkative person, but his conversation is obviously not comparable to that of a celebrity gentleman with rich knowledge-on the contrary, what he talks about are trivial everyday things.

It rained heavily somewhere in England.

In fact, the meat of lamb knees is more delicious than the meat of lamb ribs.

I heard that in Eastern China, people make pig knuckles into delicacies, which is really incredible.

Are chicken feet really edible?

Unknowingly, several waiters pushed the dishes up - Mr. Dillings really ordered too much, so he needed to use a dining car and several waiters surrounded him to serve him.

Whenever a dish is opened in front of him, Mr. Dillings will look very satisfied and surprised - he seems to have unlimited expectations for it.

In other words, he has unimaginable expectations for everything - more accurately, he is full of enthusiasm all the time.

However, the restaurant chef who had broken his bad habits did not show up because of this - I heard that this chef never came out to meet customers... Obviously, he did not break this habit because of Mr. Dillings.

rule.

"This bastard, the food he cooks is still so delicious."

Occasionally, Mr. Dillings would express such sentiments--of course, his voice was as loud as ever.

He may not really be suitable for the environment in this restaurant, but Boss Luo knows that Dillins at least really likes the dishes made by this chef.

“The taste is really good.”

This is the evaluation of the maid after a brief taste... It is already a very high evaluation, Luo Qiu thought to himself.

After the meal, Di Linsi planned to invite Boss Luo and the maid to go to the artificial lake outside for a garden tour, but they were rejected.

With a little bit of disappointment, he left alone after paying the bill.

At this time, there were still a lot of sounds in the restaurant. The guests were all talking about something in their respective seats, either seriously or laughing, and they were having a good time, but there was one missing sound.

A voice is actually just a little louder than theirs, a free voice.
Chapter completed!