Chapter 0457 Bottom Line

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If outsiders heard Matthew's words, they would probably be shocked, thinking that the old chef was crazy, and even halfway through cooking for the president, he had to turn around and go back to the restaurant halfway.

Ye Fan felt that it was too troublesome, "No, how long will it take?"

"Soon, the place where the president hosted the banquet is not far from the restaurant, and we can rush back to the restaurant within 20 minutes!"

"That's not necessary, I'm starving to death, let them make do with it, they won't give me anything yet," Ye Fan said.

After Ye Fan finished speaking, he handed the phone directly to the manager.

After the manager answered the phone, he was reprimanded by Matthew over there and asked him why he didn't serve Ye Fan and the others.

After the manager explained, Matthew directly told him not to worry about anything else, and served the signature dishes in the shop to Ye Fan vigorously.

Although he didn't understand the reason, the manager heard what the boss said, so he didn't dare to delay any longer. After apologizing to Ye Fan, he immediately ordered someone to take care of it.

The manager and waiters of the restaurant are very curious about Ye Fan's identity. What kind of person can make the boss serve him even at the risk of offending the prince?

Seeing that the matter was resolved in this way, both Su Qingxue and Zheng Enjie felt incredible, especially Zheng Enjie, who looked embarrassed. He knew that Ye Fan knew the owner of this shop so well, so he was bragging and showing off.

"Oh, thanks to Assistant Ye, otherwise I would have made a fool of myself tonight," Zheng Enjie sighed.

Ye Fan rubbed his belly and said, "Stop talking, luckily I ate two hot dogs on the way, otherwise I would starve to death."

"What kind of friendship do you have with this Matthew? He doesn't even care about the prince. Is it all right?" Su Qingxue was still a little worried.

Ye Fan waved his hand, "It's okay, he knows how to deal with it."

It didn't take long, after the kitchen rushed to jump in the queue, exquisite dishes were served on the table one after another.

"Haha, eat, eat, don't be polite, today's meal is mine, and the bill will be waived." Ye Fan didn't pay much attention to Western food etiquette, and started to eat with a fork.

And all this, falling into the eyes of Mahmed in the box, made him feel extremely angry.

Mehmed called the white manager over and asked, "Manager, didn't I tell you, did I buy all the ingredients in the kitchen? Why are they still eating?!"

The manager wiped the sweat from his forehead in embarrassment, and said, "Your Highness, because Mr. Packard and that gentleman are friends, we provided them with additional dishes.

But don't worry, the ingredients you bought will not be short, and we will make up for what is missing..."

"Bastard! You don't understand what I mean!? I won't allow you to provide them with food!! Does Chef Pacod ignore me at all!? What's his friend's background!?" Mahame De blows his beard and stares.

The manager smiled wryly, "This... I don't know, it's a Mr. Ye from Xia Guo."

"It's just a person from the Xia Kingdom. I thought it was a political figure or royal family of some country. Hmph, since you don't cooperate with me, then I don't want to give you any face," Mehmed said, snapping his fingers.

Behind him, two burly white bodyguards with bald heads in suits and earphones walked towards the table of Ye Fan and the others aggressively.

The manager of the restaurant was anxious, "Your Highness! Please calm down! There are still many guests dining here!"

"How much money was lost, at worst I will compensate you, this prince must get that woman today!!"

Mehmed stared, and took out several stacks of euros from a large LV bag carried by the attendant, including several gold bars, and threw them directly on the table.

"If the money is not enough, do you want me to allocate a sum of money from the consortium? Or should I buy this restaurant directly!?" Mahmed asked.

The manager of the restaurant showed bitterness. Outside was the boss's friend, and inside was Di Bai's prince. He was caught in the middle, and no one dared to provoke him. It was really miserable.

At this moment, Ye Fan also noticed that the two bald-headed strong bodyguards had already walked over, he smiled and said to Su Qingxue: "Look, if we don't provoke them, they won't let us go either." .

Su Qingxue hadn't eaten a few mouthfuls just now, when she saw this scene, she frowned and said, "Why is this prince like this, then let's go quickly?"

"Why go? Even if you are patient, there is a bottom line. If you hadn't stopped me, I would have gone over to solve this problem just now." Ye Fan didn't want to give Mahmed a second chance.

Two bald bodyguards had already walked to the table, one of them lifted the hem of his suit, revealing a gold-plated Sand Eagle pistol, and the other slammed his fist on the table.

"Our prince, invite this lady to have dinner together." The bodyguard's accent sounded like that of a Chinese.

"I refuse", Su Qingxue said in disgust, then picked up her bag, "Let's go!"

The bald man grinned, silently pulled out the gun in his hand, and pressed it on the table, "You can't help this..."

Su Qingxue's expression changed, she bit her lips, and looked at Ye Fan.

At some nearby tables, the guests were frightened when they saw this scene. The guests at several tables had already reached for their bags, ready to leave the restaurant at any time.

But at this moment, the bald bodyguard who drew his gun let out a scream of "ah!"

A silver dinner fork had pierced the bodyguard's gun-holding palm, directly nailing his hand to the table!

Blood dripped onto the tablecloth, staining it red.

"Damn it!" Enduring the pain, the bodyguard pulled up his hand angrily, and punched Ye Fan's head with his fist!

But Ye Fan had already picked up the table knife, and inserted it into his fist again with a "poof!"

"Aww!——" The knife went in, and the pain caused the bodyguard to faint!

Seeing this, another bald bodyguard pulled out a golden sand eagle without saying a word, and was about to shoot at Ye Fan.

But Ye Fan was as fast as lightning, and for some reason, he forcibly snatched the gun from the bodyguard!

The bodyguard was dumbfounded, and found that his hands were empty, and his fingers hurt like hell, as if his fingers were broken.

Looking up, the black muzzle of the gun had already aimed at his forehead!

"The speed of drawing the gun is too slow, so that one can become a royal guard. It's lucky that Prince Di Bai didn't die."

Ye Fan was still chewing delicious food, holding a limited edition golden Sand Eagle pistol in his hand, and suddenly pulled the trigger!

"Bang bang bang bang!!!—"

Although the recoil of this pistol is extremely strong, Ye Fan is holding it with one hand, it is stable, and it shoots bullets as accurately as a fixed fort.

The bullets were like raging fire, shuttled one after another, and shot behind the bodyguard - the box where Mahmed was!