Although Baal and bordoan were friends of marishero and were invited here by him, toroma had met and chatted with them several times at parties. Since they had arrived in China today, he had to formally invite them to a dinner with marishero.
Therefore, when he thought of this, toroma simply picked up his phone and called marishero.
âIâm not feeling well, so please apologize to Mr. Barr and Mr. Bodoan for me. I wonât be able to attend tonightâs dinner.â Tuoluoma opened his mouth and said.
âUncomfortable? Iâm really sorry. In fact, I havenât had a good rest because of the time difference, and my stomach is very uncomfortable today. Iâve been feeling even worse since lunch. Iâm in such a bad condition. Itâs too rude to receive Barr and Boduan like this. â Before toroma could get the words he wanted, malasheiro, who picked up the phone, Mali in a weak tone.
On the other end of the phone, tulaoma paused and then said,ââIâm the same. Itâs probably a headache caused by the time difference.â
âWhat do we do now?â Marishero Mali a little worried, but he continued,âWhy donât we let relei mi be the guide for tonightâs dinner?â
âOf course, this is the person you invited. You can decide for yourself.â Tuoluoma did not object and spoke.
âAfter all, Jeremy, Barr, and Bossa are also friends.â Turama added.
âThatâs right. Iâll call relei mi.â âYes,â marishero replied and then hung up.
Turama looked at his phone and muttered to himself,ââIt shouldnât be a problem with Jeremy around.â
On the other side, malashero muttered to himself while holding his phone,âThe highest realm of cooking is art, and reremi is a great painter. They should have a lot in common, not to mention that they know each other.â
With this thought in mind, marashero dialed reremiâs phone without hesitation.
Reimi picked up the phone very quickly and said in a very pleasant tone,ââHey, my old friend, whatâs the matter?â
âYes, thereâs something.â Marishero didnât beat around the bush and directly said.
âAlright, then tell me what it is.â Jeremy asked.
âItâs like this, do you still remember my friends Barr and hirosean?â Asked marashero.
âOf course, we had a good chat at the gathering last time.â Jeremy wasnât alert at all and said directly.
âThatâs great. You should know that theyâre coming to Rong city today, right?â Marishero said.
âYes, Iâm still very regretful that I didnât get to see him at the first moment.â Jeremy shrugged his shoulders.
âItâs okay. Tonight is their welcome party. You can take care of the guests.â Marishero said directly.
âHey, Iâm afraid thatâs not a good idea. Donât we still have you and Turama?â Jeremy immediately refused.
âItâs really too bad. My abdominal pain is caused by jet lag, so itâs difficult for me to attend this dinner party tonight.â Said marishero in a weak tone.
âThatâs really a pity, but donât we still need Turama? Let him come, weâre still not too familiar with each other. â Jeremy said naturally.
âItâs a pity that toroma is having a headache and canât get up now. Itâs also difficult for her to attend this banquet. â Marishero spread out Mali hands.
âOh, thatâs a pity. You have to take care of your health. I really want to have a chat with the two of you, but I canât attend either. I finally found Wu himself today, and Iâve made an appointment to discuss the inspiration for my favorite painting tonight. I really canât leave. â Jeremyâs tone was full of regret and entanglement.
âAlright, I canât shirk away from this.â Marisero knew how much Jeremy admired Wu Hai. Therefore, he nodded his head to show that he understood.
âAlthough I canât come, thereâs still someone else whoâs very suitable for dinner. Isnât Bayer here as well?â Jeremi said.
âHey, thatâs a good idea. Weâll have to ask Turama about this.â Marashero said happily.
âYes. See you tomorrow.â Jeremy hung up the phone.
As soon as Jeremi hung up the phone, malasheroâs phone called toroma again.
Looking at the caller ID, toroma didnât want to answer, but after hesitating for a moment, he stopped putting on his clothes and picked up the phone.ââWhatâs the matter, marishero?â
âItâs like this. Reremi has an appointment with the artist he admires, Mr. Wu, for a creative discussion tonight, so he canât attend tonightâs dinner.â Marishero said directly.
âThatâs such a pity. â Tulaoma frowned and thought about what to do.
While thinking about it, Turama didnât give up at all and slowly put on the clothes for going out. Thatâs right. Turama didnât want to give up the idea of eating steak at Yuan Zhouâs restaurant.
âI think we can let Bayer lead the dinner this time. After all, he wanted to be able to take charge of things on his own a long time ago.â Marishero revealed his purpose.
âThis idea is extremely creative. Bayer really should discuss it with Grandmaster, and learn from Baer and bodoan.â Turama immediately nodded.
âThen, Iâll have to trouble you to go and notify Bayer.â Marishero said.
âAlright,â he said. âYes,â toroma replied and hung up the phone.
After the matter was handed over to toroma, malashera heaved a sigh Mali relief and said in a low voice,âThis is perfect.â
The relaxed marisero didnât go to rest. Instead, he put on his clothes and seemed to be going out as well.
âLast time, I noticed that there were a lot of foreigners eating at Yaun, so it shouldnât be too obvious if I go there again today.â As he had no idea who he was Mali he quickly put on his clothes and left the house carefully.
On the other side, toroma had just finished putting on his sleeves before giving Bayer a call.
Although Bayerâs heart thumped as he felt a bad premonition, he still found an extremely quiet place to pick up the call.
As soon as Bayer heard that he had to go back and host the dinner banquet tonight, he looked at Yuan Zhouâs restaurant across the street. He was extremely unwilling in his heart, but he still answered respectfully,ââAlright, teacher. Is teacherâs body alright? Do you need to go to the hospital?â
âYou donât have to go to the hospital, just rest in the hotel. Thatâs it, then. Treat Barr and Boshe well.â After that, toroma hung up the phone.
Bayer looked longingly at the signboard of Yuan Zhouâs restaurant again and again. Then, he walked back carefully. His teacher was sick Mali and Mr. Marashero was also sick. Thus, he really had no choice.
âWhat a coincidence.â Bayer sighed in frustration.
Thatâs right. Bayer had already arrived at Taoxi road and the entrance of Yuan Zhouâs restaurant when he received the phone call from toroma. He was just waiting to line up before and after dinner time started.
But now, he obviously couldn ât.
On the other side, relei mi, who had made an appointment to discuss inspiration with Wu Hai, also arrived at Taoxi road. As the painting Godâs cottage was the closest to Yuan Zhouâs restaurant, relei mi was the first to arrive.
The second one to arrive was precisely malashero who had a stomachache. Coincidentally Mali as soon as he arrived at Taoxi road, he saw relei mi before he even saw Yuan Zhouâs restaurant. Before he could react, relei mi happened to turn around and saw him.
The two old men, who were almost 150 years old in total, suddenly felt a sense of destiny. However, this feeling was even stronger when they saw Turama walking out from the side.
Thatâs right. Two of them said they were sick and one of them said they had an appointment with someone. At a place 20 meters away from Yuan Zhouâs restaurant on Taoxi road, the three of them met by chance before the dinner line.
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