Chương 3: Chapter 3 Peace Hotel
Natasha smiled shyly, looked at Foggy Nelson in front of her, and reached out to take his business card.
Natasha said gratefully: "Thank you! I didn't know these two big dogs were so fierce. Why do they want to attack me?"
Just as Foggy was about to speak, the blind young man next to him poked his lower back with a guide stick and urged, "We have to hurry, Alvin only makes 50 hot steaks a day, and it's too late to eat."
Foggy who was reminded, nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, we have to hurry, Miss, we have to hurry to dinner." After speaking, he immediately opened the door and greeted the blind young man, "Hurry up Matt, today is special, I don't want to miss Alvin's hot steak."
Natasha, who this time was ignored by the two young men, felt very strange, because many things today were a little different from what she thought.
But this made her even more curious about what kind of place the restaurant in front of her was.
There were two giant wolves blocking the way in front of the door, and this was definitely not a good way to break through.
However, as an agent, there is always a way to overcome all problems.
Natasha took out her cell phone and called, and said in a confused voice: "Hello, 911? I'm in Hell's Kitchen, 34th block. There are two giant wolves here. They seem to be attacking me, please come and save me quickly.~"
About 15 minutes later, a police car drove up and two police officers got out of the car.
A middle-aged policeman approached Natasha first and asked, "Miss, did you call the police? Where is the giant wolf you said?"
Natasha was surprised that the middle-aged policeman in front of her ignored the giant wolf in front of her, and ran to ask her, couldn't the middle-aged man see, the young policeman ran to greet the two giant wolves?
Natasha frowned and said suspiciously, "Isn't that a giant wolf? They almost attacked me when I wanted to enter this restaurant." She pointed at the two giant wolves that were impatiently chasing away the young police officer.
The middle-aged policeman smiled and said, "Those are not giant wolves, these two are the pet dogs of the owner of the Peace Hotel, which have been recorded at our police station. They never attack people at will. As for the record. Why do they want to attack you, um~ maybe there is something stuck to your body." Looking at Natasha thoughtfully, the old policeman smelled an unusual smell from her.
Natasha said "oh" and said, "Then if I want to go in, the two police officers won't see me being attacked by these two things, um~ pets, right?" She said with feeling. She looked at the middle-aged policeman with deep eyes.
The middle-aged policeman, who had already guessed Natasha's identity, said with a wry smile: "Of course you can come in. I guarantee Sol and Dom won't attack you. But I have to remind you that the boss here, Alvin, is a good person."
Natasha smiled indifferently, ignoring the warning from the middle-aged policeman's words, raised her chin slightly, and motioned for herself to come in.
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In the restaurant there are only 6 dining tables and 2 booths attached to the wall.
Now all the places are full.
Foggy and Matt took two seats at the bar and sat down.
"Matt, why are you leaving so quickly now? It's rare to meet a beautiful woman like this here! Oh~ I forgot you can't see it." Fatty Foggy had just finished speaking, when he discovered a thin and beautiful girl at the bar. Holding two glasses of lemonade in his hands, she was about to place them in front of the two of them.
However, after hearing Foggy's words, one of the cups was handed over to a boy in a wheelchair who was reading a book at the bar.
The boy grinned and said, "Thank you! Sister Jessica!" Another cup was placed in front of Matt, and the girl tapped the cup body tightly and made a "ding~" sound.
Reminding Matt, the woman spoke: "Please have your lemonade, and as for the hot steaks it's a bit late today, please wait a moment!" After that, the woman looked at Foggy again, turned around and left the table to settle the bill for the departing guest's table.
Foggy shouted in protest, "Hey, Jessie, you can't do this. Why don't you give me a drink."
Foggy turned to look at the little kid at the bar again, "Hey, bro, that lemonade in your hand has to be mine, and if you give it to me, Mr. Foggy Nelson will write you a letter of appreciation. "
The little boy looked up at Foggy, took the lemonade and imitated the people on TV who drank red wine, shaking it, smelling it, then taking a small sip.
Kind Foggy, comically showing his teeth and claws, intimidates the little boy.
One big and one small play across the table.
Matt smiled and shook his head, helpless and amused at Foggy callousness.
At the farthest part of the bar attached to the wall, there was a stove with ten small burners.
Wearing an apron, Alvin had his back to the bar, watching ten hot steaks being prepared at the same time.
Without looking back, he said, "Foggy, if you interrupt Nick Castle reading, you can say goodbye to dinner tonight. Our Mr. Castle just got a D in math yesterday."
"Hey~ Alvin, we have an agreement, we can't say it openly." Nick waved his hands and shouted in protest.
Alvin didn't look back, and said jokingly: "Yes, we agreed, you finished your homework quietly in your room today, but you came to the restaurant again."
Nick said with some guilt: "You just went out, and Sister Jesse was alone. I want to help." He remembered something, raised the book in his hand, and continued: "And I was reading a book just now." After saying that, Nick looked like he was working hard.
"Yes, Castle, who likes to read, can the Batman in the book teach you how to get an A?" After that, Alvin used special iron tongs, to take the prepared iron plate steaks and put them on a pine wood pallet.
Taking the tray in one hand, he placed the steak on the rack in Nick's wheelchair.
"Kid, send it to Old Stan, talk to him about Batman, and see if you can get any tips."
"Alvin, you can't do this, Nick is still a child! He just doesn't have the talent to study, you can't force him, it will only make things worse." Foggy protested to Alvin, but it made Nick's eyes roll.
"Foggy, are you talking to Chinese men about how to educate children? Are you sure?" A fat white man who was also sitting at the bar waiting to eat, dragged his chin with one hand, causing the fat on his chin to spill out to the side, making his cheeks look like he had puffed cheeks.
White fatty looked at Alvin's busy back with admiration, and continued to flatter him, "You know, Chinese children are very good at school. The teacher at my previous school also said that all Chinese people know some kind of magic. Make your child extra smart."
Foggy didn't seem to like this fat white man, and said sarcastically: "Sharif, why can I only see you on this day every month, what are you waiting for? What's the point of being famous, garage owner Sharif every month. On this day every month, sit here obediently? Is it for the steak?"
"Hey, Foggy, you have to treat me with respect." Sharif shouted angrily, until no more excessive words came out of his mouth.
Here, people who are familiar know that the boss, Alvin, hates swearing, especially when he's around children.
Note: Yo, this will be a long story, you know I had quite a hard time translating this novel, so if you like reading it, give me a Power Stone, and add to Library!
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