The cumulative consumption is more than several million.

Listening to Wang Fan's constant shouting, wearing a small mandarin jacket and a snow-white shirt, the waiter who has had a strong sense of justice since childhood couldn't stand it anymore.

Look at Su Xuan again.

He turned a deaf ear to Sun Fan's yelling and cursing, and just lowered his head and smoked.

"Brother Fan is so cruel."

"With just a few words, this man was scolded until he was speechless."

The woman in Sun Fan's arms giggled.

The customers in the surrounding restaurants cast their eyes on him.

"Enough!"

The waiter finally couldn't help but speak.

In the center of everyone's attention, the waiter walked over to Su Xuan.

Then with a smile on his face, he bent down.

To Su Xuando:

"gentlemen!"

"Sorry, we can't smoke here!"
Chapter completed!