Criminal Psychology Book 1

Chapter 91: Four Tones 03

In fact, when the waitress talked about the three words of Li Jingtian, her eyes were obviously drifting and she felt guilty.

Lin Chen didn't have much idea about gossip in the entertainment industry, but he knew that Li Jingtian was a singer and was scolded by a big star fan a few days ago because of a gossip.

Specifically, why Li Jingtian was scolded, he doesn't remember it. After all, when he was watching the news, he was sitting in Su Fengzi's ward and endured each other 's farewell and slapsticks, but the entertainment gossip was nothing more than Who said something and offended someone, who was badly scolded by their fans, or who and who have done something bad, was caught, causing a lot of uproar among netizens.

In short, it is similar, although it has nothing to do with you, you will be attracted to it involuntarily.

Lin Chen looked up, and saw that the waiter and wife sold 500 free tickets to return this lingering look. Li Jingtian's comments were probably not very good.

"No, I just want this noodle platter."

At this time, the dynasty turned the whole menu, and he waved his hands, but he did not mean to slaughter.

He said, ordered the cheapest food in the whole menu except drinks, licked his lips, and looked very happy.

The waiter's face is a bit black, and ordering staple food only in the restaurant is of course very begging.

But seeing that the young man had closed the menu and had a firm attitude, she did not sell any more.

Lin Chen was then taken as the next target: "The gentleman, what would you like?"

Someone who had the most requirements for eating had already made a choice, and following the point was the best choice, so Lin Chen put down the tea cup and said very simply, "Me too."

This time, the waitress's face can no longer be described with ugliness: "Don't you need to order anything more, our specialty dish Caiyunzhinan is still highly recommended ..."

"No need to use it, I have studied it, and other dishes in your store are not expensive to look at. In fact, the price is very low, that is, the dishes are good-looking." Without Lin Chen, the dynasty has been rushing, "The south of Caiyun Just cut beef, sashimi, put spring rolls, and put them on lettuce leaves. It looks quite like a peacock's tail, but what's the use of good-looking, I think you review the scores on the Internet ... "

Lin Chen couldn't help but want to laugh, and being too smart was easy to cause trouble. He reached out and held the boy's head to signal him to save some face for the store.

Seeing this situation, the waitress directly faced him and asked him awkwardly: "Then, gentleman, do you need any drinks?"

"Give me a glass of orange juice," Lin Chen replied.

"I also want rice noodle platter, plus a cup of Coke." Miss Waitress asked, and the prisoner answered quickly in advance, and took it for granted.

The waitress was really too lazy to say anything. She nodded, took down the menu, and turned away.

The dynasty was playing drinks cards on his seat. He opened and closed the two transparent plates, and he was having fun.

Perhaps it was because the three men ordered only three servings of staple food in the restaurant, and the little couple next door began to whisper and say something.

Anyway, gossip is mostly those words.

"Are they saying that we are poor?" The dynasty closed his drink card and asked Xun Conglian to his side.