He was deliberate since Man Shahua had repeatedly provoked Long Xi!

Long Xi secretly snickered that Brother Kun's charm as a boyfriend burst out again!

Man Shahua felt extremely wronged in an instant, neither crying nor laughing, and had to look at Andre with a look of seeking help.

For the sake of their “one night love”, Andre did not blame Man Shahua. He just smiled and said to Mo Kun humbly, “Mrs. Long, Mr. Mo Kun, Miss Long, this way, please.”

He personally took them to the seat next to the three-foot-high white chocolate fountain in the center of the dining room. He asked them to sit down, and then called another Fusang waiter, Kazuko, to come over and take their order. Kazuko could speak Chinese fluently and he was also the lobby manager of this restaurant.

The theme tonight was Chocolate Night, and people who came here were all VIP guests.

The wonderful night had already begun.

After Mo Kun, Long Xi, and grandma ordered dinner, Long Xi suddenly saw a familiar person coming in from the restaurant door.

Long Xi raised her chin to Mo Kun and whispered, “Isn't Yamamoto Shang, who is wearing a Fusang Warriors' outfit, over there?”

Mo Kun looked up, smiled, and said, “It's him! I planned to see Yamamoto Longsan tonight and didn't expect to see so many acquaintances. It's really 'One just finished and another comes on the scene'. Well, then let's just enjoy this play!”

Yamamoto Shang's gaze rested on Weiwei in the cage for a few seconds.

Weiwei pushed the door of the birdcage. Unexpectedly, the chocolate door could be pushed open.

She greeted him with a smile and led him to the seat beside the statue of Manneken Pis. When he sat down, she said to him enthusiastically in English, “Mr. Yamamoto, in order to thank you for your support, today we have a 50% discount, and the drinks are free.”

Yamamoto Shang nodded, and Weiwei handed the menu to him.

He looked at it and said in English, “Give us two cups of Espresso Chocolate first.”

Weiwei threw a glamorous eye at him and said with a smile, “Yes, master.”

Manneken Pis was exactly the famous Belgian child who saved the city by peeing.

The status of Manneken Pis made of brown chocolate was half a meter high, which had a lively expression and naughty movements, as vivid as life.

Manneken Pis sprinkled coffee-colored “urine” in a special round silver pool.

Weiwei took two cups of “urine” chocolate to him from two unique mugs that looked like a flush toilet and placed them in front of him.

She thought, “A toilet and urine? The boss Andrea had such a 'heavy taste' on marketing methods.”

Yamamoto Shang ordered his meal, raised his mug and said to Weiwei, “Cheers.”

Weiwei picked up another chocolate cup, cheered with him, and swallowed it neat with a smile.

The sweet and soft taste of the chocolate slurry dispelled her previous concerns, and she drank a few more mouthfuls with a smile.

Andrea came over and said h.e.l.lo to Yamamoto Shang. He was a good talker with humor. He could speak fluent Fusang language and talked with Yamamoto Shang in a jovial mood.

Yamamoto Shang smiled and said, “Andrea, I have another request. I'd like to invite this waitress in your restaurant to have dinner with me tonight. Is that all right?”

Andrea was a businessman. What he really cared about was only profit, not morality. He immediately said with a double meaning, “Sure, but you'll pay for her work tonight!”

Yamamoto smiled and said, “Of course. I'll give her double what you give her!”

Andrea said, “I haven't asked Weiwei to provide any other services. She is a beautiful girl who is good at singing and dancing. How about I let her perform Fusang's cosplay song and dance for you later?”

Yamamoto Shang smiled and said, “That would be better. I really like Fusang's cosplay!”

While enjoying the delicious and delicate lobster salad, Long Xi watched Weiwei deal with Yamamoto Shang courteously but without sincerity, wondering what her intentions were.

At this time, two chefs in charge of the grilled steak went to the guests' seats by pus.h.i.+ng the dining car according to the order of guests, then fried the steak for them on the spot.

In order, the chefs first went over to Yamamoto Shang's seat and fried steak for them.

One of the chefs was Yamamoto Shang's half-brother, Yamamoto Longsan.

When Yamamoto Shang saw Yamamoto Longsan, he was quite surprised, but also very disgusted.

He didn't know that Yamamoto Longsan worked here before. This time he came to France, he just came on vacation, and hunted for beauties by the way.

Yamamoto Longsan had no intention of inheriting his father's and brother's cause of “Toxin Dragon Society”. He had never wanted to a.s.sociate with family causes and wanted to “rise unsullied from mud”.

Yamamoto Shang ranked second among the three brothers in the family. He had always thought that Yamamoto Longsan's mother took the place of his own mother and his father's love for their two brothers. Therefore, he always hated this younger brother and often embarra.s.sed him directly and indirectly.

Later, after his father's death, Yamamoto Longyi and Yamamoto Shang took most of his father's inheritance as their own in some way, and expelled the kind stepmother, Sakurako, and his younger brother from their homes, letting them live alone without care.

Sakurako died in hatred.

Later, Sakura's eldest sister immigrated to France. She was anti-marriage, unmarried, and childless.

In order to protect Yamamoto Longsan, she adopted Yamamoto Longsan as her son.

In order to avoid the persecution of Yamamoto Longyi and Yamamoto Shang, Yamamoto Longsan used his last savings to immigrate to France with his aunt.

When Yamamoto Longsan suddenly saw his second elder brother, who was very disgusted with him, felt very stunned and disgusted as well.

Out of courtesy and for the sake of his work, he politely and routinely said, “h.e.l.lo, distinguished gentleman and lady, I am here to serve you tonight. My name is Yamamoto Longsan. Would you like medium-rare steak with lemon juice?”

Yamamoto Shang said arrogantly, “Last time I came, you fried my food too long. I wanted 60% done, but you guys made it 70%. You're going to fry it better this time. Show me your special skills.”

Yamamoto Longsan nodded and said in a neither cringing nor arrogant way, “Please rest a.s.sured, sir. I will make my service meet the requirements of the guests.”

He concentrated, cooked the steak, carefully plated it, and served it politely.

Yamamoto Shang cut the steak and two-thirds of the cross-section of the steak was tender, oozing a little b.l.o.o.d.y juice.

He sliced it, took a bite, spat it out with a frown, and said grimly and weirdly, “How can this steak be 30% done? It's clearly 40%. How do you do things? Didn't you pay attention to what I just said?”

In order to keep the job and earn tuition fees to continue his studies in the Le Cordon Bleu Culinary Arts Inst.i.tute, he submitted to humiliation and said, “I'm sorry, sir. I'll fry you another piece.”

Yamamoto Shang said insidiously, “No. Call your manager.”

Kazuko came over and looked at the cross-section of the steak.

She was well-experienced and immediately judged that it was the perfect medium-rare steak. She knew that Mr. Yamamoto Shang was deliberately looking for the trouble with Yamamoto Longsan.

Although she knew Yamamoto Longsan had done nothing wrong, she sincerely apologized and said, “Mr. Yamamoto, can I change the chef to serve you?” because of her own belief of “The customer is G.o.d”.

Yamamoto Shang said lazily, “Okay.”

He pointed at Yamamoto Longsan and said with arrogance, “I advise you not to hire people like this one. It lowers the overall quality of service staff in your restaurant.”

Yamamoto Longsan felt greatly insulted, but he said calmly, “Sir, I am sorry that my service has not satisfied you.”

He pushed the dining car over to Long Xi's table and served them.

This Fusang chef also knew the truth of life that “If you wish to be the best man, you should be able to suffer the bitterest of the bitter”. Nevertheless, he was in a bad mood for the whole night.

However, he did not let his mood affect his att.i.tude and quality of service, and he worked diligently to the end.

Mo Kun really appreciated his work att.i.tude, and the fruit-wood roast steak he made on the spot was really delicious, so he praised him with a few words based on the facts.

Yamamoto Longsan bowed politely to him and left with a smile.

After experiencing Yamamoto Shang's deliberate hara.s.sment, the proper evaluation from Lord Mo Kun was quite precious.

Weiwei took Yamamoto Shang's arm and fed him a purple grape made of chocolate. She smiled and said, “Mr. Yamamoto, don't be angry. I'll sing you a song, OK?”

She sang a cla.s.sic French song Parlez-moi d'amour (Tell me about love).

French lyrics were: Redites-moi des choses tendres/Votre beau discours/Mon coeur n'est pas las de l'entendre… (Tell me these love words, repeat the gentle past, never weary me of thy sweet words; wish you often repeat those supreme words. I love you, and in fact, you know. I do not believe those words from the bottom of my heart, but now I still want to hear my favorite words. Your gentle voice, your tremulous song, has enchanted me in this fairy tale, and made me unconsciously believe it…)

Weiwei learned this French song for Xiaolu before, because Xiaolu accidentally said that he liked listening to this old French song. Unfortunately, she never had a chance to sing it to Xiaolu.

Then, she, Man Shahua, and a Fusang waiter, Kazuko, cosplayed as the three main characters of Sailor Moon, Tsukino Usagi, Mizuno Ami, and Hino Rei, and performed on the stage.

Kazuko stood in the middle, singing one of the j.a.panese theme songs Over Venus Shoulder of Sailor Moon, while dancing with Weiwei and Man Shahua in a lovely and well-organized manner.

There was a wooden door in the center of the stage.

At the end of the song, Tsukino Usagi, Mizuno Ami, and Hino Rei walked behind the door.