“Are you working here?” said Dad.
I didn’t answer and reached out to my mother and said, “Where are the things I want?”
“Things? Do you know he works here? I was surprised that you said you made a lot of money today and wanted to eat good food. I specially chose this restaurant and said that I haven’t eaten Chinese food for a long time. It turns out that it’s all for him? How long have you been hiding it?” Dad said.
My mother pointed to the dishes on the table awkwardly and said, “Do you make these? They are really delicious.”
I ordered my head and said, “I made them all.”
“It’s delicious, what kind of Chinese food is this? What does this dish have to do with Chinese food? It’s fancy and whistle.” Dad said.
“Please don’t insult our chef. Our chef is one of the few Chinese Michelin three-star chefs. These are all found. If you say that he is not good at making or not delicious, it only means that you have a problem with your appreciation.” The waiter next to him said, his voice a little angry and did not speak French again this time.
The guests around looked here, but fortunately there were not many guests at noon.
There are only 20 or 30 people bustling, and the passenger flow peak will only reach the evening.
The scene was a little awkward at this time. My mother had no choice but to open the bag, took out the documents, handed them to me and said, “I will give you the things, we will leave after we finish eating.”
I just picked up the documents, and my father grabbed them in one go.
The scene seemed to be a little out of control, and the younger brother next to him started crying.
Dad opened the file and said, “When did you come into contact with him? Are you going to give him money? What chef? You raised it with money, right? I wondered when you became an accountant company lost money every year in France. Did you spend all your money on him? What chef, you can rate it.”
Dad opened the file, and there was a document inside. Then there was a printout for the insurance account, and Dad looked at every word in it carefully.
My brother cried even louder.