Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

After entering the hotpot restaurant, the owner at the cashier’s desk stretched out his neck and saw a large group of people arrive. He asked, “How many are you?”

“Nine, do you have a private room?” Randy casually looked around and landed his gaze on the boss, “We want a private room.”

“Yes, we have! Let’s go to the second floor!” The boss called a waiter to lead the way and sat back on the chair himself. Randy noticed that he was watching a replay of the news on his computer about the incident at the GY Temple. Randy followed behind the waiter after a quick glance.

The facilities in the large private room were not bad. The group of people sat down and started flipping through the menu. Someone was asking and someone was writing. But most of the questions were about Lord Top’s preferences.

The mixed pot soup was quickly served. The waiter poured everyone a cup of refreshment tea politely, and then waited at table behind.

Randy had nothing to do and was playing on his phone for a while. He sent a few messages in the WeChat group. Jaquan had said that he wouldn’t go, so Randy was persuading him.

But Jaquan didn’t reply any more.

Then Ferne began chatting with him. When Randy raised his head again, the soup was boiling. Two of the team members were more attentive than the waiter. One was in charge of putting dishes into the pot, the other was scooping out duck blood and duck tongue for Lord Top with a big spoon. The two of them worked together at two sides of the Lord Top and were quite harmonious. Other members who were far from Lord Top were searching duck tongue in the soup with chopsticks. Every time they found some, they would screamed out, “It’s a duck tongue. Lord Top, here you are!” And then they put it in his bowl.

Randy couldn’t help but wonder why they didn’t ask him since he also liked duck tongue.

Was this the benefit of playing well in a match?

Randy knocked on the side of the bowl with his chopsticks unhappily, “Finish your own meal. He has sound hands and can eat on his own.”

After Randy’s reminder, Lord Top seemed to realize something and looked at Wink and Urchin beside him. They were awkwardly retracting their hands back.

bowl, and then another spoonful into Urchin’s bowl, probably for

…

Then, they picked up a piece of scarlet mutton from the bowl and

them shed tears

warm refreshment tea and still

pot and was about to put it into her bowl when a pair

of Eight duck tongues went to your stomach. I should have the last.” Randy, who said this took a shameless bite of the duck

she had eaten too much, so she silently fished for something else from the pot. However, just as she

Top didn’t know what to

‘He was so childish.’

Top glanced at Randy, then picked up a piece of vegetable and a piece of potato. Before Randy made

Randy was stunned.

Lord stood there and kept putting food in his bowl,

Now he felt his stomach was burning. But he tensed up his expression to hide this. What made him even angrier was that the team members ordered one more dish of duck tongues and were determined to protect it from being snatched away by him. They were united like a group of revolutionaries, and they shot daggers at him as if they were looking at

Damn it!

for the bathroom and returned with two cups of milk tea in his hand. He handed one cup to

tea. Urchin couldn’t have bought this specially for him.

bought one since Lord Top, nope, Captain likes milk

was pissed off. ‘You could