Song Jianlin was not as ignorant as his son and wife, he looked at his words and saw Tang Ningxue's disgust.

With a light cough, Song Jianlin's elbow slightly pushed against the third uncle.

The latter understood.

"Okay, Ning Xue, this is just Song Ming's preliminary idea, besides, as far as decoration is concerned, Song Ming studied abroad in the country of Enamel and met the chief disciple of Master Christopher - François, when the time comes, it is a big deal to ask François to design. ”

Speaking of this Christopher, Tang Ningxue has long been like thunder, in the early years, when he was learning European simple design, he had the heart to ask him for advice, but no one replied to Tang Ningxue in the email, and after repeated requests, Christopher just asked Tang Ningxue to send a copy of his own design case, saying that he would wait until Tang Ningxue became a master in this line of work before he was eligible to get his guidance.

With such a master, Tang Ningxue couldn't believe it, how could Song Ming, a loser, know his disciple?

With curious eyes, Tang Ningxue looked at Song Ming in puzzlement, while he raised his head high, looking invincible, and said with a smile: "I am very familiar with François, and when I was in the country of Ename, I mixed with him almost every day. By the way, Ning Xue, I heard that you wanted to consult Master Christopher a few years ago, why don't I help you lead the bridge when I ask François to come this time?"

In the face of Song Ming's kindness, although Tang Ningxue had the heart to refuse, Christopher, as a representative of European simple design, Tang Ningxue hesitated.

"No need!"

Lin Feng suddenly spoke leisurely on the side, which made Tang Ningxue feel a burst of blame in her heart.

What are you doing, kid? If Master Christopher is willing to give me a pointer or two, how much benefit it will bring to the development of the company, do you know?

Tang Ningxue's eyes looked at Lin Feng nakedly, and what she was thinking in her heart, Lin Feng knew very well.

"Ning Xue, don't care, I believe that soon, there will be more powerful masters who will take the initiative to find you, hasn't the design of our Aoxue Group in the past few years also attracted a lot of attention?"

"Haha! Just your Aoxue Group? Didn't I say you, Ning Xue, those designs of yours, we have also studied those designs of Lao Song, to be honest, that is, you can do it in Haicheng, looking at the whole country, there is no comparison at all. ”

Wang Fengjiao suppressed Lin Feng's words, and a look of admiration suddenly rose between her eyebrows.

"When it comes to design, the twin buildings that popped up in China a few years ago, the ghostly design is called the master's masterpiece, but, so far we don't know who the mysterious designer is, my old Song is looking for people everywhere, I want to visit, you say, if he is willing to see our old Song side, maybe the design of my Ming'er's Western restaurant will not need others. ”

Wang Fengjiao said, while Lin Feng lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

"Don't worry, he will never agree!"

"You ......"

Lin Feng's words deeply stimulated Wang Fengjiao, and just as she was about to open her mouth to scold Lin Feng, Song Jianlin, who saw that the atmosphere was getting more and more wrong, knocked lightly on the table.

"Don't just talk, let's talk while eating!" Song Jianlin snapped his fingers, "Waiter!"

Hearing this, a young waiter with a typical European appearance sent two menus, one of which was handed to Tang Ningxue.

The spirit of ladies first is deeply rooted in the bone marrow of Westerners, and the other book is naturally in front of Wang Fengjiao.

However, Wang Fengjiao did not pick it up, and changed it to Song Ming's result menu.

He half-leaned back in his chair, looked at the menu, and after a few pages, he raised his head and glanced at Lin Feng very lightly.

"Order?" Song Ming smiled, "Don't worry, this meal, I'm in for a treat, what do you like to eat, just order!"

Song Ming's words seemed to be bold, but he had ulterior motives.

Before, when Tang Ningxue came to the Holy Emperor, the menu was still Yingwen and Enamel, but now I don't know why it has been changed to only Enamel, I think it should be the restaurant in order to maintain the original flavor, so it was deliberately done.

However, Tang Ningxue didn't understand Enamel at all.

This point was already seen by Song Ming, and he urged Tang Ningxue to order.

"Forget it, you take your time, if you don't understand, let your husband order it!" Song Ming's yin and yang weird tone made Tang Ningxue frown.

Damn! Lin Feng definitely doesn't understand enamel, let him order, he will definitely make a fool of himself, no, I have to think of a way.

Tang Ningxue anxiously thought about what to do, and Song Ming spoke again.

He used a combination of enamel and Yingwen, plus a little body language, which is quite impressive.

For Enamel, most people have a very low level of awareness, at this time, Song Ming, when others can't understand what he said, just feels very high-end, after all, it's still okay to deceive laymen, but for Lin Feng, this is simply funny.

Compared with others, the waiter was not surprised by Song Ming's situation, smiling, nodding frequently, with his own understanding, the waiter recorded on the menu.

In the process of ordering, Song Ming kept looking at Lin Feng with a provocative look in his eyes, his eyes were arrogant. Even Song Ming's mother, Wang Fengjiao, is the same.

This look seems to be telling Lin Feng and Tang Ningxue, look at how good my family Ming'er is, and then look at your family, it's just a bun, and you don't feel ashamed to sit together?

At this time, Lin Feng always remembered Tang Ningxue's explanation to himself, he sat aside and didn't make a sound.

Seeing this, Song Ming was even more aggressive, showing off his might, and after closing the menu and handing it to the waiter, he intensified.

"If you don't have culture, don't lick your dog's face and come to such a high-end place, what's wrong? You can't read French, it's like a clown here, ruining the atmosphere, I'm afraid you'll affect our appetite for a while." ”

Tang Ningxue's jade hand kept looking at the menu, and Song Ming's words were excessive.

"Bang!"

Tang Ningxue slammed the menu shut.

"Forget it, Lin Feng, let's go, don't speculate for more than half a sentence, no matter how good the meal is, it can't compare to your bowl of hot porridge. ”

Just as Tang Ningxue stood up and was about to leave, Lin Feng's hand suddenly grabbed her.

"Wife, don't be angry. Lin Feng's face was filled with a happy smile, and everyone was puzzled, but Lin Feng was happy in his heart. Even if it is acting, what Tang Ningxue said is still very touching to Lin Feng, there have been no complaints and no regrets in the past three years, Lin Feng feels that it is worth it.

Picking up the menu from the table again, Lin Feng turned the first page slightly.

The moment he spoke, everyone was stunned.

Because Lin Feng was talking about enamel.

And this pronunciation sounds a little different from Song Ming's just now, but judging from the waiter's frequent nods.

This is not Lin Feng's nonsense.

What made Song Ming feel even more slapped in the face was that Lin Feng was talking about Enamel throughout the whole process, and there was not a single sentence of Yingwen mixed in.

Others can't understand it, he has been in the country of Enamel for so long, the land is not authentic, the pronunciation is not accurate, you will know it when you hear it.

This kid actually understands enamel?

Everyone present was amazed.

Lin Feng ordered the menu almost without looking at it, and after handing the menu to the waiter, the other party was not in a hurry to leave.

Instead, he took out a short cane from behind him and handed it to Lin Feng, and then made a highest-level farewell salute before leaving.

"What is this?"

For the first time, Song Ming saw that the waiter would give the guest a cane, so he asked strangely.

As soon as these words came out, the corners of Lin Feng's mouth cracked into a wicked smile.

Looking at the others and Song Ming, they were all very curious, only Tang Ningxue was not so surprised, she looked at Lin Feng with straight eyes, full of another kind of confusion.

For this cane, Tang Ningxue had seen it in a book that introduced the etiquette of the court of the Enamel Kingdom.

Could it be that Lin Feng is a nobleman?

How is this possible?