Chen Ziang glanced at Ye Zhuang, and also took a sip of red wine, carefully feeling the collision between red wine and taste buds, he didn't drink the gap in the year of red wine, but thinking that Ye Zhuang could overwhelm Shen Fei on billiards, maybe he would really taste wine?

So Chen Ziang waved at the waiter, took out a business card and handed it to the waiter, and said with a serious face: "Call your manager over, immediately, immediately." ”

After a while, a round fat man ran over in a hurry, wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, and bowed respectfully to Chen Ziang and Chen Zixuan, then rubbed his hands, showed an apologetic smile, and said: "Oh, eldest young master, second young master, why don't you come to dine without notifying in advance, I can arrange for you to go to the box directly......"

"The vintage of your bottle is wrong, right?" Chen Ziang interrupted the manager, pointed to the Burgundy red wine with the words ten years label on the table, and said: "My friend just tasted it and said that this bottle of red wine is only seven or eight years old at most, what is the matter?"

The manager nervously wiped the sweat on his palms on his trouser legs, then picked up the red wine, looked at the label carefully, turned to the waiter and said, "You go and call the chef for me." ”

A minute later, the head chef of the VIP restaurant on the 21th floor of the Oriental Lijing Hotel came to the manager.

The manager pestled the bottle to him and asked with a serious face, "What's the matter with this bottle?"

The chef also looked nervous, and whispered: "Manager, that's the case, the stock of Burgundy red wine in our hotel is not much, plus this kind of wine, the annual output is extremely low, and the ten-year cellar has long been sold out, so I have to take the bottle of seven-year-old ......."

The manager slapped the chef on the back of the head, "You idiot......"

Then he hurriedly said to Chen Ziang with a smiling face: "Young Master, I'm really sorry, you said this ......"

Chen Ziang sighed, put one hand on Ye Zhuang's shoulder, and said, "This is a good friend I just made, and I brought him here for dinner, but you used this wine to fool us, no matter what, you have to apologize to my friend, right?"

The manager and the chef echoed each other, and then hurriedly bowed to Ye Zhuang and apologized, "I'm sorry, this gentleman, I'm really sorry......"

Ye Zhuang waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just a trivial matter." ”

Chen Zixuan also accosted on the side: "Forget it, whether it's a seven-year cellar or a ten-year cellar, I still have to eat this meal, I'm almost hungry." Ye Zhuang, why don't we go to the private room to eat? I'll ask them to arrange a chef from country F to cook the most authentic French and Western food for you on the spot. ”

"I'm casual. Ye Zhuang shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, then stood up with a smile, and walked with Chen Ziang and Chen Zixuan to the most luxurious presidential box on the twenty-first floor under the respectful gaze of the manager and the chef.

"Young Master, then this gentleman ......" The manager noticed sitting on the side at this time, and was already stunned Lin Qingdong, and couldn't help but ask.

Chen Ziang glanced at Lin Qingdong lightly, and said casually: "I don't know him well, he has to come with him, you can do it yourself." ”

"......" Lin Qingdong looked confused.

This...... What's going on?

Who am I and where am I?

Didn't I have a treat?

Why are they anti-customer-oriented?

"This gentleman. The manager withdrew his respectful gaze and asked with a straight face, "Do you want to continue eating?" If you don't eat, you can settle the bill." ”

"Eat, how can you eat this?" Lin Qingdong, who retracted his thoughts, looked at the four steaks in front of him, slapped the table angrily, and shouted, "I, I, I...... I'm going to find your manager!

The manager had a big fat face, the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally, and said, "Sir, I am the manager." ”

"Uh......"

"Let's settle the bill!" Lin Qingdong held his forehead speechlessly.

"Sir, it's 6,974 yuan in total, do you need to issue an invoice?" asked the waiter as he filled out the slip on the side.

"Why is it so expensive?!"

"That's right, sir. The waiter explained: "The French steak you ordered is 588 yuan, the fried foie gras is 388 yuan, this bottle of burgundy red wine is 5998 yuan, the meal ordered by the three gentlemen, we have given you a waiver, you can take a look, this is the list, if there is no problem, you can choose to pay in cash, or swipe the card." ”

Lin Qingdong was in a hurry, slapped the table again, and shouted, "Why is this bottle of wine so expensive?!"

Lin Qingdong really didn't know that this bottle of Burgundy red wine was sold for 5,998 yuan, although he had drunk it when he came here to eat with his father before, but after all, he didn't pay the bill, so he didn't know what the price of this red wine was.

Originally, I just wanted to pretend to be forced in front of Ye Zhuang, but I didn't think about it, I didn't pretend to be forced to do it, but smashed my own feet.

"No!" Lin Qingdong stared at the manager standing aside with a straight face, pointed to the bottle of Burgundy red wine, and said, "This bottle of wine is not the right age, how can you charge me so much money?!"

"Sir, our Oriental Lijing is a five-star hotel, there is no need to smash your own sign because of a bottle of red wine, do you say yes?" The manager stood aside and said with a smile: "This is the rule in any hotel, and the opened bottle of wine will not be returned." ”

"You, you!" Lin Qingdong almost turned his back on his anger, he pointed at the manager's nose and scolded: "Do you know who I am? My father is Lin Fuhai! Do you know Lin Fuhai!"

"Sir......" The manager stood up straight, his round figure looked like a giant panda, and he said with a serious expression: "Of course we know Mr. Lin, he is an old customer of our hotel, but what does that have to do with you? Your father is your father, you are you." ”

"Besides......" The manager glanced at Lin Qingdong lightly and sneered: "Even if your father is Lin Fuhai, don't you have to pay the bill when you come to dine with us?"

Lin Qingdong exhaled, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, but he still didn't have the courage to go wild here, so he had to take out a credit card hatefully, throw it on the manager's body, and shouted angrily: "Check out!

……

Oriental Lijing Hotel, 21st floor, in the presidential box.

The crystal ceiling is shining with golden light, and on the four walls, there are very beautiful impressionist oil paintings, the tablecloth is snow-white, and the tableware is silvery, which gives people a feeling of both comfort and pleasing to the eye as soon as you enter.

Ye Zhuang smacked his lips and couldn't help but praise in his heart.

It was the most upscale and luxurious dining environment he had ever seen since he returned to Earth.

Chen Zixuan shouted, stretched out his arms, turned around in place in the box, and smiled at Ye Zhuang: "Brother, eat openly, I will invite this meal!"

"Haha, okay!" Ye Zhuang also smiled, put his arm around Chen Zixuan's shoulder, and then sat down together.

After a while, a blonde and blue-eyed chef from country F walked in with a few waiters pushing a dining cart and made a anchovy fish ball for the three of them on the spot, which was an appetizer before the main meal, and Ye Zhuang was very satisfied.

"Ziang, Zixuan. Ye Zhuang took a glass of red wine from the waiter, took a sip, and asked aloud: "What are you all about? Even the restaurant manager just now was so respectful to you, and called you the eldest young master and the second young master." ”

"Haha, Ye Zhuang, have you heard of the 'Chen Group'?" Chen Ziang picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth and asked.

Seeing Ye Zhuang shaking his head suspiciously, Chen Ziang smiled and continued: "In China, there are six top wealthy families, which have been passed down from generation to generation from ancestors, all of which have a long heritage of hundreds or even thousands of years, and our Chen family is one of them. ”

Ye Zhuang nodded, stared at the steak that had just been served, and picked up the knife and fork.

"Ye Zhuang, aren't you surprised at all after listening to our background?" Chen Ziang couldn't help but ask out loud when he saw that there was no obvious change in the expression on Ye Zhuang's face.

Ye Zhuang cut off a piece of steak, put it in his mouth and chewed, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "What's so surprising about this, aren't we friends?"