"Mr. Xiao, hello!" The foreman of the East Paris Western Restaurant hurriedly ran over and bowed to Xiao Yao with a sincere face, "What do you need?"

"Give this to the lady in Box 17. With that, Xiao Yao put the Lamborghini car key in the foreman's hand, turned around and was about to leave.

“…… Mr. Xiao ...... the foreman looked confused, "Don't you have anything to convey?" The young lady in box No. 17 seems to have been waiting since three o'clock in the afternoon. ”

However, Xiao Yao had nothing else to say.

Every time, when I get sleepy in a crowded place, I should go home to catch up on sleep......

Besides, Song Qian, although he felt inexplicable, but for a moment, the horizontal and vertical had nothing to do with him. He was only concerned with reimbursement of travel expenses.

"Sir, if you spend money at our store, you can reimburse the fare up to 5% of the purchase amount when you pay the bill. Yingbin explained seriously.

5% of the consumption amount, then the fare of 150 yuan, this meal can only be eaten for 3,000 yuan. Fortunately, I didn't treat myself to a treat, so I had to order more food later, and I made up three thousand.

Thinking so, Song Qian stuffed the invoice back into his pocket, and then asked, "Where is the No. 21 card seat?"

"Please follow me. The welcome guest was very dedicated and led Song Qian to the position by the window.

From a distance, Song Qian had already seen Mo Ran sitting there, but her eyes kept staring out of the window, she didn't see herself at all, and her eyes were a little confused.

Of course, Mo Ran was very confused, why did the local tyrant only stay at the door for a while and then leave?

"Please, sir. The welcome stood next to the No. 21 booth and gestured sweetly.

Song Qian naturally sat opposite Mo Ran, and saw this female anchor who was quite popular on the live broadcast of chili at close range.

Although I spent money to call a female anchor to sing at the Emgrand Entertainment Club before, the light was a little dim at that time, and they drank again with the leper three, so even though they were all good-looking, they were not impressed. But this Mo Ran is still a little different, after all, I have watched her live broadcast before and heard her sing, so she is considered an "acquaintance".

The makeup is flawless, the dress is completely impeccable, and the temperament is absolutely superb. Compared with live broadcasts with filters and beautification effects, seeing real people now, it is not inferior at all, and it is even more charming.

"I can't imagine that your real person is not bad than on the live broadcast. Song Qian found that Mo Ran looked at him with a confused face, knowing that this was the result of knowing her and not knowing herself, so he took the initiative to break the silence.

However, after this sentence, there was still silence.

Fortunately, the waiter handed over the menu in time, and Song Qian lowered his head and began to look at the menu.

Mo Ran really couldn't react. Even if the man who drove the silver Maserati is not a digital tyrant, it shouldn't be this turtle with a bird's nest head and a stall all over the place?!

Even the fat man at the next table was a little ugly, but at least he wore a thick gold necklace and ten fingers full of rings, so he was a nouveau riche. Or the glasses man at the back table, Sven and elegant, took out a car key and it was also four circles, at least there was a car that was not bad.

From head to toe, there is nothing to see as if he can give away 40,000 gifts on a live streaming site. By the way, I still send red envelopes if I don't agree with each other.

What kind of car did he just drive over? If he was driving a Maserati before and after, it would have been......

Mo Ran's brain hurts, and she can't figure it out, will the local tyrant be so low-key that he stalls all over the place, and he still takes a taxi when he travels?

However, after all, after being thoughtful, Mo Ran didn't put on a look of "you dick silk pretending to be a local tyrant" on the spot after having a headache for a while. After all, in these years, the real local tyrants are very deeply hidden. Reluctant to let the child catch the wolf, the woman is afraid of meeting the pseudo-local tyrant, and the local tyrant is also afraid of meeting the money worshipper, isn't it?

"I'm Mo Ran. Mo Ran introduced herself softly.

Song Qian didn't follow Mo Ran's self-introduction and introduce himself, but turned the menu around and pushed it to Mo Ran, asking, "Do you order or do I order?"

“…… You order. Mo Ran was a little surprised, surprised that the man in front of him could face himself so naturally. It seems that the possibility that this man is a digital tyrant has increased a few points. After all, if it's a turtle, the beauty is still in the mood to look at the menu?

Of course, Mo Ran is a standard beauty, and that's right. However, Song Qian had appreciated it seriously before, and he was led by the welcome all the way, and he also looked at the real person carefully, and he didn't drool on the spot. Moreover, compared with Cao Niuzi, this gap came out. It's not about the appearance and figure, but the feeling, a difference between mass manufacturing and exclusive customization.

Since girls don't order, Song Qian won't refuse. After looking through the menu, I found that the things here are really quite expensive. However, no matter how expensive the dishes are, they are not as expensive as the sky-high hot pot he has eaten, no matter how expensive the drinks are, and they are not as expensive as the Cordon Bleu 84 that he has drunk.

If the points are over 3,000, it really takes some skill, especially if there are only two people, you can't win by numbers.

"Are you allergic to seafood?" Song Qian didn't look up, looked at the menu and asked. He didn't ask Mo Ran if he liked to eat seafood, he only asked if he was allergic. Because, ordering food is such a thing, just order what you like to eat, and it's not a boyfriend or girlfriend.

"......" Mo Ran didn't react for a while, her mind was still full of questions about whether the man in front of her was a digital tyrant.

"If you're not allergic to seafood, then I'll order it. Song Qianquan took this as a default. He just asked politely, after all, this meal was Mo Ran's treat.

"One salmon in secret sauce, one herb baked grouper, one foie gras, one fried rice noodles with fish sauce and seafood, two creamy matsutake soup......"

Song Qian said as the waiter quickly placed an order on the pad that ordered the food.

"It's a staple. The waiter saw that Song Qian's dishes were almost ordered, so he helped turn the menu back a few pages.

The waiter's thoughtful gesture attracted Song Qian's attention.

This is a very young girl, just like an adult, slightly thin, with big eyes, smart and lovely.

In fact, Song Qian just looked at it like this, but Mo Ran, who was sitting opposite, was unhappy.

But no, it's all written in the novel, those bewitching and cheap goods, serving a plate and a dish, have to show half a ball or accidentally "touch", so as to attract the attention of local tyrants.

"I want a sirloin, black pepper juice, six ripe, thank you. Mo Ran said with a little vinegar.

Hearing this, Song Qian shifted his attention from the waiter back to the menu.

I have to admit that the steak that Mo Ran ordered for herself is relatively "high-end" in terms of the type of choice and the way of expression. But isn't it, it's obviously Sirloin steak, and it's even if it's sirloin steak, and it also uses bird language.

Compared to ordering a filet mignon that looks bad at every turn, Sirloin steak is obviously the choice of entry-level connoisseurs. Medium rare, which is just enough to highlight the sweet and juicy taste of sirloin steak. If it weren't for him, who was born in a plate, maybe he would have been a little confused.

However, Song Qian was not ready to show off his familiarity with the dishes, he only wanted to order enough for 3,000 yuan. But obviously, the above is completely insufficient.