(ps: The computer returned to the factory to repair it. The seller said it would take more than a week to get it back. I have experienced the 18 years of horror. God wants to let it go. He curses me every day. Yes, I am talking about you! Please show your mercy!)

"A new chef has arrived in the store. His skill is superb. The boss spent a lot of money to invite the chef from the mainland. Do you want to try the dishes of the chef?" The waiter introduced professionally, and did not lose his composure because of Kim Jong-kwon's identity.

"Oh? The chef with excellent knife skills? It's interesting. Then this chef will arrange the dishes for me today. By the way, there will be a customer later, so please prepare a dish for two."

Kim Jong-kwon was attracted by interest and was curious whether the so-called mastery of knife skills was blown out or whether it was true.

Having a deep understanding of Chinese culture, he naturally would not be as superficial as other Koreans, and he thought that turning a knife was a skill worth showing off.

Real knife skills require the processing of ingredients before the phenomenon can be revealed!

Kim Jong-kwon waited for a while, and saw that the waiter was still standing there and not leaving, but just looking at him with a silence, so he asked with a smile: "Do you need an autograph?"

The waiter nodded immediately excitedly and handed over the paper and pen that had been prepared at some time.

As her profession was forcibly pretending, she could no longer stop her fans' hearts after she finished ordering.

This is not the first time Kim Jong-kwon has encountered this situation, so he can see the girl’s thoughts at a glance. Then he simply took the paper and pen and asked the girl’s name, sent her signature and blessings, which greatly satisfyed her wish.

"It's OK now. Just just say it if you want to sign next time. Don't stand so stupidly. I almost have to pay a tip." Kim Jong-kwon looked at the girl who carefully collected the signature and couldn't help but tease her.

The culture of tipping is still more popular in Europe and the United States, and it is relatively rare in Asia. Some stores even prohibit clerks from private tipping.

The waiter girl turned red when she was teased, she bowed suddenly and thanked her and trotted away.

Kim Jong-kwon smiled and shook his head, thinking, "Is this considered teasing a good woman?"

Just as he was thinking this way, Kim Woo-bin finally called again.

"Brother! Are you really leaving?"

Kim Woo-bin, who had just arrived, just now rushed to the front desk and asked Kim Jong-kwon's whereabouts.

As a result, the new girl from the front desk told him directly that Kim Jong-kwon had left long ago and had been away for more than 20 minutes.

Now Kim Woo-bin was a little confused. He didn't dare to go directly to So Ji-seok to ask about the script, so he had to call Kim Jong-kwon again.

At the same time, I was filled with resentment towards the driver who drove him out of the car halfway!

"It's just a joke! As for being so angry!"

Jin Woobin was very angry when he thought of his embarrassing look as if he was driven out of the car by the driver, but he forgot that it would be impossible for anyone to die on the spot to say something good!

Not to mention that the driver had to face his constant urging along the way. If he didn't beat him up, he would be considered a good temper!

"Brother! Are you really leaving?" Jin Woo-bin asked hurriedly the moment the phone was connected.

"It's time for dinner, and I'm still standing guard if I don't leave! Why, you're here?" Kim Jong-kwon was waiting for the food. It was just when he was bored. A guy came to his door to relieve his boredom. How could he be unhappy!

"That script..." Kim Woo-bin said with a silence.

"What script?" Kim Jong-kwon deliberately pretended to be stupid and pretended not to understand.

Kim Woo-bin is not sure whether Kim Jong-kwon is teasing him or playing the real thing, so he has to tell the truth straight.

"It's the script I've helped me with before. I won't really return it, right?" Jin Yubin's tone was very cautious, for fear of hearing some bad news.

"Oh, you said that?"

"Uh-huh!"

"I originally wanted to give it to you, but when I was talking, I always felt that you were very dissatisfied with me. I even let my pigeon go and said I could arrive in 5 minutes. Now it's almost half an hour."

Listening to Kim Jong-kwon's words, Kim Woo-bin was almost vomiting blood, and couldn't help but shout in his heart: "The front desk said that you left more than 20 minutes ago! You didn't wait for me at all!"

Well, that's true. Kim Jong-kwon didn't want to talk to him about this in the company from the beginning. How can such a good thing be done without a big meal?

But the situation is stronger than others, so Kim Woo-bin dares not make rash things in front of Kim Jong-kwon now, so he had to start flattering.

"Hey~~Brother! You must have heard it wrong. In my heart, I am the omnipotent god! Is there no time to worship? How can I feel dissatisfied?"

"Well, although this flattery is a bit exaggerated, it sounds comfortable, continue~"

"I am my most loyal believer! For my sake, even if I face thousands of troops, I will not frown at all. I will charge forward for you and fight bravely to fight the enemy! Anyone who provokes me is my enemy!"

As Jin Woo-bin was patting, he became more and more excited as he spoke, and he almost believed everything he said!

At this time, Kim Jong-kwon's surprised voice came from the other end of the phone, "Really?"

"Of course it's true! It's more true than real gold!"

"What if it was Brother Jisue?"

"What?"

"I said that if Brother Ji Seok gets into trouble, you will treat him as an enemy? Go and help me avenge?" Kim Jong-kwon's tone and his playfulness.

Kim Woo-bin's head suddenly became scattered, and he was getting a muggle!

So Ji-seok put aside his artist identity, he is the president of 51k, and he is his immediate boss of Kim Woo-bin!

If you offend So Ji-seok, you don’t have to stay in this company anymore. What do you ask him to answer?

But he didn't turn back when he opened the bow. Jin Yubin, who had already made a boast of the slightest, had to bite the bullet and continue bragging!

"Where are you talking to me, I'll beat you! Of course, I think this will never happen to Brother Zhong Quan and Brother Ji-seok in their entire lives!"

Kim Jong-kwon didn't know if he was amused or angry, so he laughed and scolded, "You bastard! Don't be careless here! If you still want a script, you can get to the address I sent you 20 minutes. If you can't see you at the time, I will call Brother In-sung immediately. You can talk to Brother In-sung for scripts or something."

After saying that, Kim Jong-kwon hung up the phone and sent the location to Kim Woo-bin.

Kim Woo-bin barely breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the address, because the location sent by Kim Jong-kwon was not very far away. Kim Jong-kwon slowly drove for 20 minutes, and as long as he seized the time, he would definitely arrive within this time.

It’s not that Kim Jong-kwon is kind-hearted, but that this way of teasing people is enough to play once, and if it’s too much, it’s boring.

And if Kim Woo-bin doesn’t come, who will buy this order later!
Chapter completed!