Chapter 19: The Mysterious Visitor

In this way, in the midst of a group of people's chatting and playing, time passed quickly.

Zhao Meiling left the restaurant early because she had something to do, so there were only five people left in the entire restaurant, except for Chen Chuan.

And because Chen Chuan couldn't understand what these girls were talking about, he could only sit alone in the corner of the restaurant in a quiet daze.

"Whew...... It's finally here. ”

At this moment, Song Yue glanced at the message on his mobile phone, stood up calmly, and looked outside through the glass of the restaurant.

The others also fell silent at this time, and their eyes all looked out the door.

Sensing this scene, a trace of doubt suddenly flashed in the corner of Chen Chuan's eyes sitting in the corner, and then, the cheek that was held up by his right hand slowly moved to the direction of the door, so his eyes were suddenly stunned, and he couldn't help but stand up, and muttered in a slightly trembling voice: "This, this is ...... Rolls-Royce?"

That's right, it was a Rolls-Royce that appeared in front of the restaurant at this time.

"No, how could someone who drove a Rolls-Royce come to me?" After coming back to his senses, Chen Chuan suddenly calmed down and thought about it for a while.

"Is it ......?"

Thinking of Song Yue's reaction before, Chen Chuan immediately cast his gaze over, if nothing else, the owner of this Rolls-Royce should have a lot to do with Song Yue.

"I actually looked away. For Su Ruoxi's friend, Chen Chuan just thought that she was a little quieter than the other girls, but he didn't expect the person she called to be so rich.

"Song Yue's family runs a hotel, and there are basically chains all over the country, except for her...... Shengnan's family runs a clothing company, the bean bag family also has its own company, and the fat girl's family is in the food ingredients business. Perhaps sensing Chen Chuan's accident, Su Ruoxi walked to his side and explained with a smile.

Chen Chuan was stunned for a moment, these girls are all rich second generations!

No wonder you can order even fifty portions of sixty-eight dumplings, it turns out that there is a mine at home, and this little money is not taken into account at all.

"Wouldn't it be because of your face that they ordered so many dumplings?" Chen Chuan suddenly asked with a smile.

"It's not all, except that these guys are not short of money, mainly because of your dumplings, to be honest, it's the first time I've eaten this kind of dumplings that can make people recall the good old days. Speaking of this, Su Ruoxi's eyes gradually became a little misty, but they quickly returned to normal.

Then continued: "Moreover, except for Song Yue, the other three are all foodies, if you really want to talk about it, the happiest thing for them is probably to eat dumplings at your place." ”

"Don't put a top hat on me, I'm afraid I'll float after hearing too much. Hearing this, Chen Chuan hurriedly waved his hand and smiled awkwardly.

Seeing Chen Chuan so modest, Su Ruoxi couldn't help but smile softly.

On the other side, Song Yue and Doubao had also come to the place close to the door of the restaurant, because Chen Chuan had said that each person could only come in once a day, so they didn't dare to go out casually.

In this way, Song Yue stood in the hall and beckoned to the Rolls-Royce outside the door, and then, with the assistance of the driver, the back door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man in casual clothes walked out of the car.

"Dad. The moment she saw the middle-aged man, Song Yue immediately shouted with a smile and nodded to the driver on the side.

"Yueyue. ”

The middle-aged man suddenly showed a kind smile on his face when he saw Song Yue, but when he saw that his daughter had no intention of coming out to greet him, he was suddenly stunned with some surprise.

Immediately afterwards, his sharp gaze swept over the door of Chen Chuan's restaurant, and finally stopped at the face-brushing device, and a calm breath came out of his mouth in a low voice: "Is this the restaurant Yueyue said......?"

"By the way, Dad, you let Uncle Chen come in too, there are not many people in the restaurant now, so you can sit down." Song Yue glanced at the driver who was standing still and didn't move, and then said to Song Jiahong, who was thinking about things while walking.

"Oh, oh, old Chen, don't stand stupidly, let's come together. Being shouted by Song Yue, Song Jiahong immediately came back to his senses, and then beckoned to the driver Lao Chen behind him.

"Okay. Lao Chen smiled, hurriedly followed behind Song Jiahong, and made a "yes" gesture to Song Yue at the door of the restaurant.

Song Yue couldn't help but smile, although Lao Chen was just one of her father's drivers, in her opinion, this middle-aged man who had been responsible for picking her up and dropping her off to school since she was a child was also one of her relatives.

"Song Yue, didn't you say that your father was in his fifties, why does he look like he is only about forty years old now?" staring at Song Jiahong not far away, the fat girl on the side asked with a little puzzlement.

"My dad doesn't look old. Song Yue replied helplessly.

Soon, under the gaze of several people, Song Jiahong and Lao Chen walked to the door of the restaurant, and when they saw the face-brushing device at the door up close, their eyes showed a confused look.

"This ......" Although Song Jiahong has countless experiences, he is still very puzzled by the installation of such a machine at the door of the restaurant.

He looked at Lao Chen behind him, Lao Chen also smiled a little embarrassedly, obviously not knowing how this thing was used at the door.

"Look at you, swipe your card. Song Jiahong said angrily.

"Oooh. As soon as he said this, Lao Chen immediately understood, and quickly took out a bank card from his clothes and prepared to put it on it, but he couldn't find a place to put the card.

Looking at the two who were a little confused, Song Yue couldn't help but smile on the other side of the door, and then explained: "Okay, this face brusher, just take a step forward and aim your face at the machine, what kind of card?"

Seeing this scene, Chen Chuan, who was standing in the restaurant, almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Although he doesn't know what kind of character the people who sit in Rolls-Royce are, but looking at Song Yue's father's performance, I think this middle-aged man with a national chain of hotels should not be too serious.

Soon, Song Jiahong and Lao Chen successfully walked into the restaurant under Song Yue's guidance, but he shook his head at the strange face-brushing device at the door, because in his opinion, this kind of thing obviously shouldn't appear in a regular restaurant.

Although this machine used to brush the face will make people feel very novel, but at the same time, it also adds a lot of trouble to the guests who come to dine, which is still relatively taboo in the catering industry.