"Why are you the only one?" Will, who stayed inside and didn't know what was going on outside, was a little surprised to see Dior coming back alone.

"The bait has been sprinkled, and now it depends on whether the fish will take the bait by themselves."

The unfavorable start of the army did not hurt Dior's self-esteem. He believed that gold would shine sooner or later. Even if this road was not done, he could rely on his "skill" to join SHIELD, and he would not have to worry about food and drink for the rest of his life. At worst, he could be a logistics department member and perhaps he could still make a name for himself for a few years, haha.

If it was the same as before in his previous life, he would definitely be happy and at ease. However, a person must always pursue a different pursuit. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. The first thing to grow is actually ambition!

That's why Dior regards S.H.E.L.D. as his last retreat. Without any necessity, he will not work for S.H.E.L.D. at the cost of losing his freedom.

This is also the reason why he is so eager to make money. If he doesn't get the means of self-protection before SHIELD discovers his special abilities, he will not even be qualified to reason with others and negotiate prices.

And let alone him, even the Avengers formed later did not have any say. They locked up and tried to defend the earth to the death, but ended up hating and resistance.

That's why fools become heroes.

Will, who was staying behind and wondering whether to kill himself for a while, has been completely unaware of what his best friend said recently. What kind of bait, fish, should he be so profound? Isn’t it just that he failed to attract customers and is not fooled and he has treated you as a liar!

Will just guessed it casually, but he hit the target. Who said that black guys are all simple-minded creatures?

Just as the two of them stared at each other with their eyes almost burst into sparks in the air, the door was pushed open again.

The fish bit the bait and took the bait!

Today, I, Mr. Dior Brando, have slaughtered this fat sheep!

Dior immediately had that hateful pseudo-gentleman smile on his face and greeted him, "Two beautiful ladies, do you need my help?"

Ask it knows the truth!

Jenny now seriously doubts that she may not have really understood the man in front of her from beginning to end. She is usually full of masculine charm and occasionally shows an extremely gentlemanly side. But recently, it may be because of a family accident that suddenly became a bit sarcastic. Which side is the real him? Or is it that all this combined to be the real Dior Brando!?

"Put off these hypocritical conspiracies. What else can I do except eat when I come here at this time? Although I still think you are an extremely arrogant and narcissistic guy until now, but for Jenny's sake, I am willing to take a little courage to try out what you call the mysterious oriental dietary therapy."

Jessica is a strong woman who refuses to suffer losses. She also uses the words Dior used to squeeze her just now to ironify. It may be because she is about to reach 3 years old. In addition, she only noticed a scumbag who had been planning around her for half a year, which may cause her to have some signs of endocrine disorders and menopause!

Dior just happened to hit the gun.

But no matter what, even the clay man was treated like this repeatedly, so Dior smiled even brighter. He was going to teach this self-righteous woman a profound and unforgettable lesson that would immediately lower her head and run away when she saw her again!

"Be mentally prepared, this will be a fantasy dish you have never eaten before. If Miss Jessica feels satisfied after eating, I think you should apologize to Jenny because you are sure that this is a scam and I am just a scumbag who uses women, you have already become prejudiced against her, and a sincere apology will be the best way to save friendship."

Jessica and Jenny were stunned for a moment, with different expressions...

After performing a British gentleman's courtesy, Dior turned and returned to the kitchen. He never mentioned how Jessica should have done to him, but mentioned Jenny.

I hope she apologizes to Jenny, not to him.

There are several reasons for doing this. No matter at any time, the man who cares about needles will not have a high evaluation, but being open-minded does not mean that he doesn't care at all, so he needs Jessica to give him an explanation later.

However, as a polite adult male and a "chef" serving customers, he could not force her to apologize to himself, so he used this method to express his dissatisfaction in a gentle and polite manner.

Finally, Dior no longer needs her apology, because he was unhappy and was ready to take revenge. He would definitely have no problems with using a stronger therapeutic effect to deal with the doubts. Of course, the side effects will be stronger, but no one will care about these, right? How could he not pay some price to become beautiful?

Will had already hid in his room at Dior's warning, not because of his skin color and profession, but because the subsequent treatment process was indeed not suitable for outsiders like him.

Will understood this, and he didn't want his previous ghost appearance to be seen by others.

So the empty restaurant (only one table) was left with only Jessica and Jenny, two of them.

"This is the first time I have been to the restaurant where I just left the guests outside and didn't even give me a glass of water!" Perhaps the waiting process was a bit boring, or perhaps it was because of some sincerity that Jessica began to complain speechlessly.

Then Jenny made up the assist and continued, "And you didn't notice it. You don't give customers the chance to order food here. Whatever you eat is decided by that guy."

Jessica also discovered this, but it was not so bizarre. Many chefs have opened similar restaurants, and they eat whatever customers eat and give them. They have no autonomy at all, but they are still flocking to them and worship them as gods.

This incident tells us that human beings have a "bad" gene in their bones. The more they don't take you seriously, the more they go forward, and they are slapped in the left face. They have to take the initiative to extend their right face to make people beat them!

Of course, there is a premise that you have to be so awesome that someone slapped the left and right face, otherwise the ending is likely to be that you are being beaten to paralysis.

"I haven't eaten the stuff yet, but the airs are really good. I hope you're just a broken mind and don't implicate your pitiful taste."

"I think Dior is right. You really owe me an apology. No, I owe both of us. I hope you can still maintain your current reserve after the end. I am looking forward to it!"
Chapter completed!