Nightmare Attack

Opening the packaging bag, there are boxes of seafood packaged inside.

After a cursory look, there were flying crabs, shrimps, spicy crayfish, and a bread crab that was cut into pieces and stir-fried.

"Doctor" Fatty was almost moved to tears. He suddenly felt that it didn't matter whether he had a girlfriend to support him or not. As long as he had a doctor by his side, it was enough.

"Eat it while it's hot," Jiang Cheng patted the fat man on the back.

"Thank you doctor!"

Among all kinds of delicacies, Fatty's favorite is seafood, but unfortunately the price is relatively expensive, so there are not many opportunities to eat it.

He grabbed a flying crab and broke it in half with a click. Looking at the crab roe that was almost spilling out, the previous unhappiness instantly disappeared.

Jiang Cheng turned back and glanced at the door, and suddenly found that the man delivering the food was still standing there and had not left.

"Is there anything else?" Jiang Cheng asked.

The man smiled and replied in a very polite tone: "Mr. Jiang," he rubbed his hands, "you haven't paid yet!"

The fat man was about to move towards the crab's big mouth and give it a meal.

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, "What do you want to pay?"

"Of course it's the money for seafood." The man was also confused, and looked at Jiang Cheng with something vaguely wrong. "Four flying crabs, one spicy crayfish, one Pipi shrimp, and one fried bread crab. , you spend a total of 1070 per serving.”

The man held the list in his hand with one hand and showed it to Jiang Cheng with one finger.

"Isn't the bill already paid?" Jiang Cheng said, "I asked them to pack it up and bring it here."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang," the man didn't seem to believe Jiang Cheng's explanation, and his tone became tougher, "Today is a private banquet, all ingredients are fixed, and there is no takeout service. This is considered takeout."

The next second, Jiang Cheng turned around and snatched the flying crab from the fat man's hand before he could take his mouth, and then violently fought the flying crab back in half.

After returning all the ingredients to their original places, they stuffed them back into the hands of the delivery man.

"I don't want it anymore." He raised his neck and said in a measured tone.

Delivery man: "???"

Fatty: "???"

After saying that, before the man who delivered the food could react, he sent the gift out.

The sound of "gurgling" water came from the kitchen.

The fat man washed his hands and said, "Doctor," his voice seemed to be a little tangled and embarrassed, "Actually, it doesn't matter whether I eat crabs or not, but I don't think you should make it difficult for the brother who delivers the food."

He pursed his lips and waved his hand, "I have delivered takeaways before. In fact, it is not easy for them. Not to mention the wind and rain. When you encounter some unreasonable customers, not only can you not make any money, but you also have to pay a lot of money." Compensate guests for their meals.”

"The crab just now," he paused and added in a low voice, "maybe his two days' wages."

Jiang Cheng sat in front of the computer, and the sound of typing on the keyboard revealed a careless feeling. The fat man sighed, knowing that the doctor didn't listen at all.

This is a man with his own style.

Rarely accept other people's suggestions.

Not to mention yourself.

He washed his hands three times with dishwashing liquid until there was no fishy smell of seafood on his hands, then took a towel to dry his hands and walked out of the kitchen.

It's not that Fatty doesn't want to use hand sanitizer, but Jiangcheng doesn't have that at all, and he always uses dishwashing liquid.

Fatty doesn’t know why, but it’s most likely because it’s cheap.

"Fat man," Jiang Cheng took off his headphones and shouted, "use less dishwashing liquid and just rub it with a basin of water!"

"Got it doctor."

"It takes a while to wash, it's such a waste." After Jiang Chenggang put on the headphones, the fat man heard the former mutter.

When the fat man frowned, wondering what Tongjiang City meant.

The door rang again.

The fat man ran to open the door. Outside the door was the same brother as before, but now the latter's face was filled with a smile. "Is Mr. Jiang Cheng here?" He looked around the fat man and looked inside.

"He is here." The fat man was stunned and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong, brother? Is it difficult for the boss to not agree to return the goods?"

"Mr. Jiang Cheng!" The moment the delivery man saw Jiang Cheng, he shouted excitedly, "Please come over here!"

The fat man turned around in confusion and stared at Jiang Cheng.

The latter took off his headphones and walked over calmly.

The man handed over the big bag of seafood again, and then felt all over his body, as if he was looking for something.

"No need to look for it," Jiang Cheng said, "Give me the list, I have a pen here."

The man smiled in a flattering manner, and then handed over the order. Jiang Cheng took the order, signed his name skillfully, and handed it back.

"Excuse me, Mr. Jiang," the man smiled from ear to ear, "I just came here to deliver food. I'm sorry I didn't recognize you."

"You're welcome."

Until the man left happily and the fat man sat at the table filled with seafood, his head was still full of questions.

who I am?

where am I?

What happened?

"Eat it," Jiang Cheng's voice came. He was still sitting at his desk, typing on the keyboard carelessly, "It won't taste good if it's cold."

The fat man picked up the crab that had been torn apart and put back together again, thinking about it in his mind.

He immediately thought of Jiang Cheng's seemingly unintentional words before: It's such a waste to have to wash after a while.

"Doctor," the fat man raised his head in surprise and asked, "do you know he will send him back?"

"Also, who paid for you? What do you mean by not recognizing you?" He widened his eyes and asked three times: "Do you often go to that kind of place?"

Just sign the order and you can get 1,000 yuan of meal expenses

Although this amount of money is not a lot, for a fat man, it is still a big expense.

"That's right." Jiang Cheng didn't ignore the fat man this time. He lowered his head and typed something into the computer and replied, "I know the owner of the hotel and we are friends."

"No wonder"

Even though the fat man's fingers were relatively thick, he was very flexible in peeling the shrimps. After a while, the portion of the shrimps was canceled, and the fat man began to concentrate on crayfish again.

"Doctor," the fat man was so spicy that he chewed something while pulling the tab on the free can of Coke and said vaguely, "I envy you. You have so many rich friends."

The fat man said this sincerely. He had been drifting in society for many years, changed many jobs, and once dreamed of getting rich overnight and entering the upper class society.

But one thing that makes him different from many unhappy people is that he is envious, but he does not hate the rich.

His partner who runs long-distance freight transport often deliberately cuts away from luxury cars when encountering them on the highway, using the size of the big car to scare the luxury cars. At the same time, he curses fiercely, saying that these people do not earn their money seriously. , they are all working as mistresses, or they are cheating and abducting

But Fatty didn't think so. He always felt that there were still many good people.

Others just work harder than themselves.

"Doctor," the fat man picked up the shrimps with nimble fingers. He looked up at Jiang Cheng from time to time and asked curiously, "Did your friend work hard for a long time to run this hotel?"

Jiang Cheng thought for a while and replied: "It's okay. It took almost one night, and they sent him to the hotel the next day. I accompanied him to complete the procedures."

"By the way," Jiang Cheng seemed to suddenly remember something, looked at the fat man and said, "You know that person, Pi Ruan."

The fat man choked on the lobster.