Of course, this little episode could not affect Wang Rong's enthusiasm for ordering, this time he learned to be obedient, saw the picture under the number clearly, and only pointed to the service lady to write it down after confirming that it was the dish.

The service lady looked at Wang Rong in surprise while writing, secretly frightened in her heart, how did the three of them order so many dishes, after a brief look, there were no less than ten, and the most important thing was that the person in front of him had not yet ended the trend, and none of the dishes in the middle of these menus ordered were cheap.

Fan Cheng was not by Wang Rong's side, only saw Wang Rong constantly pointing on the menu, and he didn't know how much he ordered, looking at Wang Rong's trend, Fan Cheng was a little nervous, after getting along for a while, he didn't think Wang Rong was a good person, and asked the service lady in the sky: "How many dishes are there?"

The waitress looked down and counted, then looked up and replied, "Fifteen, sir." Oh, no, it's seventeen," it turned out that Wang Rong took advantage of this moment to order two more.

The corners of Fan Cheng's mouth twitched, and he had no choice but to say to Wang Rong: "Mr. Wang, you see that there are only three of us here, are we ordering too much?" ”

Chen Yue also persuaded him on the side to forget it, they couldn't finish ordering so many dishes, and they would waste it again.

"Seventeen" Wang Rong finally put down the menu and said to the service lady: "Then let's have so many first, it's not enough for us to order." ”

Poof, Fan Cheng and Chen Yue were almost frightened by Wang Rong, it's not enough for three people to eat seventeen dishes?

Wang Rongcai didn't bother to look at the demeanor of the two of them, he didn't plan to let Fan Cheng go so easily. Looking up at the waitress, he asked, "What's the most expensive wine you have here?"

"The most expensive wine?" The service lady was confused by Wang Rong's question, and quickly reacted, and introduced with a smile on her face: "Sir, because we are far away from the headquarters, the most expensive wine at present can only be regarded as 89-year-old CH. Petrus, 45,000 bottles. ”

"So cheap?" Wang Rong's face was full of disappointment, this is Shangri-La, why is the most expensive wine so cheap.

"Sir, that's right," the service lady did not reduce her smile because of Wang Rong's disappointment, and explained: "We also have other brands of wine, such as 82 Lafite, which costs 70,000, and 69 Romanée Conti, which sells for 200,000..."

"Stop, stop," for the wine Wang Rong is seven tricks and six tricks - I don't know anything, hearing the service lady's constant introduction there, I immediately felt that my head was big, and muttered in a low voice: "You don't have it here, and it's useless to introduce it." ”

He didn't notice at all that Fan Cheng, who was not far away, turned a little pale every time he heard the service lady say a name, and then he was already sweating profusely, reaching out to wipe the cold sweat on his head, and rejoicing in his heart: "Fortunately, none of these are there." Otherwise, it's troublesome. ”

Although he has a little money in his family, it is the family's, not his, and he can only have millions of figures, if he really uses up hundreds of thousands of dollars for a meal, he will definitely feel distressed.

"Sir, if you want to drink these wines, as long as you book in advance, we can transfer them from the headquarters for you, as long as you are one day in advance. The service lady was very interested in the most expensive wine when she saw Wang Rong and introduced it enthusiastically.

Wang Rong pursed his lips secretly, what kind of wine is the ghost interested in, if it weren't for Fan Cheng's treat today, he might have been scared away when he heard the name of this wine, if he said that he had ordered wine, he quietly glanced at Fan Cheng who had barely squeezed out a smile on the side, and he decided not to believe that there was such a good opportunity.

Forget it, you have to be kind, you can't kill it all, Wang Rong found out in conscience, handed the menu to the waiter, and said with a smile on his face: "Then forget it, I just want to drink today, what kind of wine is that?" When the service lady introduced him just now, he only cared about listening to the price, but he couldn't remember what the name was at this time.

"It's CH. Petrus in '89," the waitress reminded with a smile on her face.

"Yes, that's it," Wang Rong thought, "Give me a dozen first, it's not enough to call it again." ”

Bang, Fan Cheng couldn't stay calm anymore, his arm slammed on the table, he was too excited. This is **naked blackmail, he thinks this is beer, a little is a dozen, this is nearly 50,000 bottles of CH. Petrus, he really wants to shout next to Wang Rong's ear: "This is not beer, not beer!"

Hearing the sound, the service lady reflexively looked at Fan Cheng, saw Fan Cheng with a pale face, and looked at Wang Rong's gaze with a little suspicion.

Wang Rong shook his hand indifferently and said to the service lady: "Don't worry, this little money is just a drop in the bucket for Fan Gongzi, and there will be no shortage of your money at that time." Are you right, Fan Gongzi?"

Seeing that Chen Yue also looked at him, Fan Cheng gritted his teeth and nodded, and said a little ambiguously: "Just do what Mr. Wang said,"

Seeing that the owner of the money had agreed, the service lady didn't have to worry about paying the bill, and a trace of apology flashed on her face and said to Wang Rong: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, we only have five bottles of reserves here." ”

"No," Wang Rong was completely disappointed, and waved his hand: "Okay, five bottles will be five bottles, you can bring them first." ”

Whew, Fan Cheng finally heard a good news, and exhaled a long breath, five bottles are much better than a dozen, and there are seven bottles less at once, can he not be happy?

I don't know what Chen Yue is thinking, and he didn't stop Wang Rong's nonsense, just watched Wang Rong boast alone.

The waitress went down with the menu, and gently closed the door for them, and the three of them faced each other without knowing what to say.

Wang Rong originally came to make soy sauce, and by the way, he came to eat and drink, and it didn't affect him much if he didn't say it, but Fan Cheng wanted to say a lot of things because Wang Rong was here, but it was inconvenient to say them. Chen Yue looked left and right, she didn't know who to talk to, no matter how she chatted with her, she would snub the other person, and simply didn't say a word.

The three fell into a brief silence.

Fortunately, it didn't take too long, there was a knock at the door, Wang Rong hurriedly got up to open the door, only to see the service lady just now go and return, followed by a handsome waiter, pushing a small cart in his hand, and five bottles of wine were neatly placed on the car.

Wang Rong stretched out his hand and picked up a bottle of wine, looked at it carefully, there was nothing special in terms of appearance, there was no difference from the wine sold on the street for more than ten or twenty yuan a bottle, the only difference was that he knew the words on the bottle of wine sold on the street, and he didn't know this.

"This is forty-five thousand wine," Wang Rong was disappointed, he thought it would be so special, it turned out to be like this.

"Yes, sir," the service lady was still smiling, took out a document from the small car, handed it to Wang Rong's hand, and said, "Sir, please see, this is the proof of our wine, issued by justice." ”

Wang Rong took the document from the service lady's hand, flipped through it, frowned, and threw it in front of Chen Yue, with a secret hatred in his heart: "Is it not bullying me that I can't read English?" ”