Rebirth Hong Kong as a hero

Chapter 7 One more jar, one jar per person!
"what?"

Lin Kun looked at Ji Bu who was staring at him, and was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, and said in a serious tone:

"Abu, I know you have been wronged."

"Don't worry, I will give you a reasonable explanation for that matter."

"Hahaha, then I will thank Brother Kun first."

Ji Bu grinned, and the cold expression on his face just now disappeared instantly, as if he hadn't mentioned it.

follow.

With a mysterious expression on his face, he reached out and took out something from his pocket, and held it in his hand. First, he looked around like a thief:

"Brother Kun, look what a big gift I brought you when I came back this time."

talking.

Ji Bu spread out his palms.

It's some fudge.

"Ha ha."

Lin Kun showed a satisfied smile.

"Hurry up."

Ji Bu took Tang's coat off three times and five times, and leaned directly in front of Lin Kun, urging in a low voice: "Come, come, come while sister-in-law is away."

Lin Kun opened his mouth and ate it as if he had found a treasure.

Ji Bu fed him another candy, and when Lin Kun opened his mouth to ask for more, Ji Bu stopped his hand, stuffed the last candy into Lin Kun's pocket, and patted it:
"Enough is enough, I can't eat any more, and something will happen if I eat any more."

"Suffice to say."

Lin Kun bit the fudge in his mouth contentedly, and did not forget to happily praise: "After all, it is Abu, you are so caring."

Lin Kun has diabetes, and when it is severe, it reaches eight or nine o'clock.

and so.

His wife is very strict in discipline, and usually can't eat sweet things at all, and even eats rice to control the amount.

Ali usually secretly feeds him a few candies from time to time.

This is the subtle detail between Lin Kun and Ali.

"Xiao Wen!"

Lin Kun yelled at the front desk lady standing at the door: "Dingxi restaurant, call Shange, Akun and the others over, and tell them that there is a great deal!"

"Ok."

The lady at the front desk immediately went out to make arrangements.

"Western food?"

Ji Bu raised his eyebrows and remained calm.

in the data.

Ali told Miao Zhihua that Lin Kun liked Hong Kong-style refreshments very much, and he had an unshakable habit every day, but he never said that he also liked eating Western food.

"That's right, didn't your kid keep yelling for me to treat you to Western food?"

Lin Kun waved his hands helplessly: "What do you mean that I have never eaten western food or red wine? I am too stingy in cooking. It just so happens that we will be together today."

"what"

Ji Bu carefully considered Lin Kun's words: Did Ali ever complain to Lin Kun like this?

Is what Lin Kun said true, or is he testing himself with the past?

"Thank you, Brother Kun."

Ji Bu's expression remained unchanged, and he gave a compromise answer: "But let's say it first, I have never said these words, I don't admit it."

"Hahaha"

Lin Kun was in a good mood, and gestured outside with his mouth.

Ji Bu immediately followed out, feeling relieved at last.

have to say.

Dealing with people like Lin Kun is too tiring.

Especially when I met him for the first time, I had to think about everything he said before answering.

Because no one can guarantee whether he has found any difference between himself and Ali at this moment.

If Lin Kun found any difference, then every word he said might be a test for himself.

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After half an hour.

In the western restaurant.

Brother Shan came first, and when he saw Ji Bu sitting next to Lin Kun, he was taken aback for a moment, then greeted with a smile:
"Abu, long time no see."

"Brother Shan."

Ji Bu nodded his head and greeted him in response, so he didn't continue the conversation.

follow closely.

Duan Kun from Tsim Sha Tsui followed, his white-gray hair was very eye-catching.

His expression was the same as Brother Shan's, he didn't even say anything except a little surprised, he just nodded his head as a greeting.

ten minutes later.

Liang Kun arrived late.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry."

Before Liang Kun arrived, the voice had already arrived: "I don't know if Brother Kun will invite you to eat western food today, I am late."

When Liang Kun walked, she also had a carefree attitude. When she came in, she saw Ji Bu sitting next to Lin Kun, and her voice stopped abruptly.

The smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and he stretched out his hand and sat down on the opposite stool, saying indifferently:

"Yo, Abu, you're back."

Ji Bu gave Liang Kun a cold look, ignored him, and just sucked on a cigarette.

The atmosphere suddenly became stiff.

"Waiter, serve!"

Lin Kun glanced at the two of them, but didn't say anything. He clapped his hands to indicate to the waiter that it's time to serve.

The waiter in a suit came over, and the red wine bottle had already reached the table before he arrived:

"Petrus, I opened four bottles for you, and you have been awake for six hours."

"Fall down."

"Brother Kun."

Ji Bu showed an open-minded expression asking for advice: "What does it mean to be awake for six hours? Could it be that Jiu has been sleeping?"

"Hahaha"

Lin Kun laughed heartily, reached out and patted Ji Bu's palm, and patiently explained:

"The purpose of sobering up is to let the red wine breathe, absorb oxygen to promote oxidation, and make the taste of red wine soft and mellow. In a reasonable time period, the longer the wine is sobered, the better."

"Oh, I got it."

Ji Bu showed a thoughtful expression: "Then I will remember, I will drink red wine in the future and wake it up for three hours first."

"Why three hours?"

"Brother Kun is a big boss, you wake up for six hours after drinking, how dare I wake up longer than you? I will be chopped off."

"Fall on the street!"

Lin Kun scolded angrily: "Abu, your flattery is too rough. I hate flatterers like you the most."

That being said.

But the smiling expression on Lin Kun's face is enough to explain everything.

have to say.

Ji Bu is flattering about this, and with a few words, he satisfies Lin Kun's vanity to the maximum extent.

"Ha ha."

Brother Shan and the others just smiled.

Everyone can see that Ji Bu's flattery is very low-level, but as a boss, who doesn't like to listen to good things?No one will take it seriously.

"Humph."

Liang Kun snorted softly, her body shaking while sitting on the stool, and looked at Ji Bu, who was flattering, with a face full of disdain.

"Abu."

Lin Kun picked up the champagne glass in his hand, and continued to popularize science for him: "Let's eat caviar first, and caviar should be served with champagne."

at this time.

A board scale was placed in the center of the table.

The waiter took a special carrier and put the plate with caviar on it.

Lin Kun was sipping champagne. When he saw the scale, he couldn't help but frowned, his tone was a little cold, and he asked:

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

"gentlemen."

The waiter explained: "We calculate the money by weight."

"Shh!"

Lin Kun's eyes suddenly became a little sharper, staring at the waiter, the aura of the boss radiated out, making the waiter tremble in fright.

"Did you make a mistake!"

Lin Kun's tone sank, he pointed at the foreigner who was eating in the seat next to him, and scolded in a cold voice: "Let the foreigners next door see it and think I can't afford it!"

"No no no!"

The waiter quickly shook his head and explained with a smile: "Everyone is the same, everyone is the same."

"What do you mean they are all the same!"

Lin Kun stretched out his hand to touch the caviar on the scale on the table: "It's just a little bit, who can eat it?"

"One more can!"

"One can per person!"

"Take it away."

The waiter immediately signaled the guy next to him to take the scale off the table.

Lin Kun shouted extremely displeased: "Take it away, take it away, take the scale away!"

"Sorry, sorry."

The waiter hurriedly retreated to prepare something.

"Stupid!"

Lin Kun glanced coldly at the leaving waiter, got up and picked up the caviar on the table, filled Ji Bu's plate with a spoon, and cursed angrily:
"Take me for a fool, right?"

"Forget it."

Brother Shan patted Lin Kun's arm aside, signaling him to calm down.

"Humph."

Only then did Lin Kun snort coldly, signaling to Ji Bu to eat: "Eat, leave him alone."

talking.

He put a spoonful of it into his mouth with a spoon, closed his eyes and sipped it carefully, showing a savoring expression.

"..."

Ji Bu squinted his eyes, watched Lin Kun's actions, and squeezed the knife and fork in his hand:
This Lin Kun is far more difficult to deal with than imagined. This capricious character is a bit interesting.
(End of this chapter)