Masala's IQ is online.

It’s not so easy to be fooled by Xiao Tmall.

My situation is definitely not the same as eating at a buffet.

But if there is a real-name system, there is no way to refute it.

With a roll of his eyes, Marsala had a breakthrough.

"Okay, since the real-name system is in place, I can't break the rules.

Except Azhu, please refund the annual fees of the remaining four people.

Give me your money back, where can I go without eating?”

Internal fighting is normal, that's normal.

At this time, everyone in An Xin Ben Ben stood on the same front.

Whether it was Xiao Tmall, Xiao Sun Xiaoshui, or even the waiter, they all laughed maliciously.

Xiao Sun dislikes Masala the most. After all, he and his grandfather Jiang Ziya also have some issues.

Back when I was at the top, when we were planning to organize and provide benefits, it was Jiang Ziya, that old boy, Ka Xiaosun.

Unless it's full, it won't be easy for anyone to come.

The King of Heaven and I have to wait for someone to die before I can free up my staff.

Later, Xiao Sun asked someone to find out that his place was sold to Jiang Ziya, who seemed to be some relative of his wife's family.

By the way, [app] is really good and worth installing. After all, it can cache reading and read aloud offline!

Can Xiao Sun endure this?

I immediately blew up and reported Jiang Ziya for being a thief and a nepotist.

However, the result of the wait turned out to be the reincarnation of Xiao Sun Qianshi.

When it comes to what happened to Xiao Sun, no one can believe that Jiang Ziya did nothing.

Fortunately, everyone in the heavenly establishment later filled out their fortune wheels, and Xiaosun became balanced.

In line with the principle of hating the house and the bird, Xiao Sun felt uncomfortable even looking at Marsala.

“Our annual membership membership is non-refundable and non-transferable.

And the final right of interpretation belongs to Anxin Bento, which is clearly written."

Marsala stared at her grandson, knowing that he was angry with her because of her grandpa.

"Smelly monkey, stop talking nonsense.

It wasn't my grandpa's idea when the higher-ups hacked your welfare.

Who is not following orders?

Besides, where did you write?

Why didn’t I see it?”

Cai Gen shook his head and sighed, Marsala doesn't look like a fool either.

He was actually in the wrong place and misjudged the situation.

In the home field of Anxin Bento, she is still trying to rely on her grandfather's remaining power, and still wants to be reasonable?

So childish.

So simple.

Sure enough, Zhen Shuiyin spoke with a serious face? She seemed to have absolute authority.

"This is indeed written on the back of the membership card. I wrote it myself.

You can be forgiven for not seeing it.

After all, you’re not an annual member? You don’t have a membership card.”

The waiter quickly complained to Cai Gen.

"Look, boss? I just said you have to keep accounts.

She is just a freeloader. If I don’t remember to order it, won’t she turn us into a fool?”

Duan Xiaohong's timely follow-up attack? She slammed the table.

"That's right, if you have an account, don't be afraid of others.

Rules are rules? They must be followed? They must be respected.

Not following the rules? You just look down on Caibangzi.

Just slap Caibangzi in the face with the sole of his shoe.

Even with my status, I have to keep an account every time I drink a glass of wine.

What do you have?

What do you have?

Do you look down on Caibangzi?

Do you look down on everyone here?

are you

Anyway, you are going too far, so I won’t say anything about you.

Evil people will be punished, who will God spare?"

Chun Ho looked dumbfounded at the side.

Isn’t it just a meal?

Why are you so impassioned? Is there an undercurrent?

Is this a necessary part of their meal?

Do you have to do this every time you eat?

Or is it some kind of practice or prayer?

Why does it look like acting?

Everyone's lines were so natural, as if they had been prepared in advance? It didn't look like they were acting on the spot at all?

Moreover, the acting skills are natural and everyone has their own style.

It vividly embodies all kinds of living beings.

Chun Tu put down his chopsticks as the Romans do.

Efforts were made to observe everyone's expressions and speculate on the inner activities of the characters.

Don't you dare to miss anything? So as not to be blinded when it's your turn to perform.

Seeing Chun Tu blending into the atmosphere, Cai Gen suddenly had a brain twitch.

I am very curious about the understanding of this little calf.

"Chun Hoo, what do you think?"

Sure enough, is it your turn to perform so soon?

Chun Ho felt lucky for having prepared for a rainy day.

"What do I think?

Of course I sat and watched.

Do I still need to stand up and watch?

Although I don’t understand it, what everyone said is definitely correct.”

Well, Cai Gen nodded, this answer satisfied him very much.

It seems that Chun Tu has indeed integrated into the unreliable atmosphere of the store.

Very adaptable.

This can be regarded as a foundation for playing together.

Cai Gen was very pleased.

After everyone's efforts, a reasonable and well-founded pattern was finally laid out.

Marsala was at a loss for words.

Do you really have a membership card?

How can such a fast-growing snack shop be willing to issue a membership card?

Oh, people also said that it was handwritten by Zhen Shuiyin.
To be continued...