Chapitre 186: Personally Cooking

"Sir, why are you looking for me?" The waiter picked up his phone, glanced at the manager, and walked to Jing Yan with a trembling body.

"Give me your phone." Jing Yan reached out his hand, his cold eyes devoid of any warmth.

The manager saw that the situation was not right and hurriedly said with a smile, "Sir, you can't just ask to see my employee's phone for no reason. You have to give me a reason, right?"

"He posted something he shouldn't have." Jing Yan's hand was still outstretched. His eyes fell on the waiter's pocket, and his voice sank to the bottom. "Give it to me. I don't want to say it again."

The waiter was intimidated by his terrifying aura and was afraid. He placed the phone in his hand with trembling hands.