Opening a Restaurant in Douluo, Bibi Dong Begs for a Monthly Pass
Chapter 157

Zhu! Don't leave after court! Barbecue stall sector?

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Zhu Zhuyun is not as naive as her younger sister, who foolishly longs for the illusory father's love.

It's just that Zhu Zhuyun didn't know that she just casually glanced at Zhu Chenfei.

It gave Zhu Chenfei an illusion and completely ignited the flame in Zhu Chenfei's heart.

Stable!

My daughter is supporting me!

Zhu Chenfei's waist straightened instantly.

He feels that he is not the head of the Zhu Family now, but Star Luo Empire... the supervisor of the country!

Yes, supervise the country!

He subconsciously stood half a step forward, standing faintly in front of Dai Tianfeng.

This small step made all the civil and military officials in the court look stupid.

Damn it?

Is this the beginning of a power grab?

Dai Tianfeng's eyes twitched crazily, and his fists clenched under the wide dragon robe.

He swore that when these plague gods left, the first thing he would do would be to hang up this old bastard Zhu Chenfei and beat him!

Zhu Zhuyun After finishing the work, I don't want to stay here for one more second.

She didn't even bother to look at the people in the hall, turned around, opened her long legs, and walked towards the majestic rain curtain outside the hall.

That gesture was as cool as walking out of your own back garden.

"Divine Envoy!"

Ning Fengzhi reacted very quickly and immediately chased after him.

He put away his sect master's demeanor and turned back into the humble servant again. He accurately raised the big umbrella to Zhu Zhuyun's head, blocking out all the wind and rain for her.

"Hey! My daughter!"

Zhu Chenfei also came to his senses and hurriedly chased him to the entrance of the temple, his face full of fatherly concern.

"It's raining heavily, be careful on the road!"

Dai Tianfeng has already greeted all the eighteen generations of Zhu Chenfei's ancestors in his heart, but he still has to put on the most enthusiastic smile on his face.

"Divine Envoy Walk slowly! Come back often... often!"

After saying this, he wanted to slap himself in the face.

Come back to visit often?

I think Dai Family people don't die fast enough, right?

Zhu Zhuyun's steps didn't stop at all.

The figures of her and Ning Fengzhi quickly disappeared into the rain.

But the terrifying pressure they brought still enveloped the entire hall.

Inside the main hall, there was deathly silence.

Everyone's eyes were subconsciously focused on the two people.

One is the current emperor with a livid face, Dai Tianfeng.

The other one is standing next to Dai Tianfeng, with a waist so straight that he can hang clothes... the father of two Divine Envoy, Zhu Chenfei.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

Several ministers with quick minds had already begun to move quietly, moving away from Dai Tianfeng quietly, and then moving closer to Zhu Chenfei.

The goateeed prime minister was even more of a master. He raised his hands to Zhu Chenfei with a look of pain on his face.

"Master Zhu, look, what is this?"

"Your Majesty also doesn't know that Dai Mubai is causing such trouble, so please don't take it to heart!"

It sounds like he and Zhu Chenfei are his masters.

Zhu Chenfei Now he felt like he was floating in the clouds. He put his hands behind his back, imitated the emperor's style, and nodded slightly to the prime minister.

"Well, Aiqing said it politely."

The words "Ai Qing" made the Prime Minister feel happy and made Dai Tianfeng's face darker.

The surname is Zhu!

School is over... ah! Don't leave next morning!

In the corner of the hall, several young officials had begun to whisper.

"It's over, it's completely over, Star Luo Empire is going to change!"

"Whatever changes, I think it's a good thing! Mr. Zhu is the father of Divine Envoy!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! You don't want your life!"

"What are you afraid of! The emperor has to kowtow to Spirit City. This throne will belong to the Zhu Family sooner or later!"

Dai Tianfeng Listening to these buzzing discussions, he looked at the ministers below who had their own evil intentions, and then looked at the puddle of rotten flesh on the ground that he had stepped on with his own hands.

He suddenly felt that everything was so unreal.

Just because of a good-for-nothing son and a few stupid words.

Is his Dai Family thousand-year foundation really just... gone?

The light curtain dissipated, and the farce in the hall also came to an end.

But the air inside the Maple Dye Pavilion became particularly lively because of this "live broadcast".

Bibi Dong leaned on the back of Lin Feng's chair, slightly opened her red lips, and let out a disdainful snort.

"Dai Tianfeng Those two sons are so stupid, but he himself is a flexible person."

As soon as these words came out, Worship Hall and Golden Crocodile Douluo let out a groan of approval.

Indeed.

Just now Dai Tianfeng refused to acknowledge his relatives and trampled his own son into a puddle.

Don't say Dai Mubai is dead.

Even if the traitor is still gasping for air, Dai Tianfeng will probably take action personally to help him cut off more thoroughly!

At this time, a strange voice, with a bit of orchid finger enchantment, Youyou sounded.

"Oh, you can't say that."

Chrysanthemum Douluo pinched his throat, but glanced at a figure on the ground.

"Compared to Dai Tianfeng, Sect Master Ning is really soft-hearted and loving towards his daughter!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire hotel fell silent for a second.

The next moment.

"Swish--swish--swish--"

More than a dozen glances, as if they had been agreed upon, gathered from all directions and landed in the center of the hall accurately.

Ning Rongrong, who was still staring blankly at the light curtain dissipating without coming back to his senses, froze suddenly.

She could feel that there was sympathy and pity in those eyes, but more of it was... fun.

Especially the looks in the eyes of those old guys from Elder Council are like saying: You should be grateful that your father is not Dai Tianfeng, otherwise you might end up like Dai Mubai.

Gudong.

Ning Rongrong swallowed hard, feeling a chill on his back and the hair on his hair standing on end.

She slowly raised her head and met the playful eyes of a circle of big shots.

Someone added something.

"Well, at least the arms and legs are still there."

As a result, what no one expected was that Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes and fell down straight because of such words.

People were so frightened that they fainted.

Several elders with the title Douluo looked at each other, feeling bored.

"Tch, that's really boring."

The psychological quality is also quite poor.

Lin Feng looked behind the counter and shook his head.

A group of bad old men with an average age of over 100 years old got together to scare an underage girl.

Damn...

It's disrespectful to be old.

Just when he was about to let Hu Liena drag the person to a corner so as not to get in the way, the familiar voice in his head rang.

[Host, this system discovered a serious problem through monitoring and analyzing the hotel's 24-hour business data.]

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows.

[Information shows that hotel sales dropped off a cliff after dinner hours.]

[From eight o'clock in the evening to the next morning, for more than ten hours, the revenue was zero.]

[This is an extreme waste of precious business time, and a great disrespect for leeks... ah, and a great disrespect for the enthusiasm of diners for consumption!]

Lin Feng suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

This is a broken system. Every time before something happens, it always behaves in a business-like manner.

"So?"

Lin Feng asked in his heart.

[So!]

The voice of the system suddenly changed, filled with the excitement and excitement of capitalists when they discover new business opportunities.

[In order to comprehensively develop the nighttime consumption market, fill the revenue gap, and achieve full-time income generation, this system has decided to officially launch a new business segment after careful calculation and market research!]

Lin Feng was slightly startled.

Business sector?

It sounds pretty much like that.

[Host, do you have any constructive opinions on the golden project "Maple Dye Pavilion Late-Night BBQ Stall"?]

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