Chapter 278: A chance encounter in the Hui Mansion
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Looking at the names one by one, my heart is warm!
-------------I am the dividing line of gratitude-------------
An Xiaosi found it.
It was Han Zhihuan who had an idea and remembered the business card given to him by Captain Huang and Mr. Liao. Business cards have always been in his elaborate wallet for unknown reasons. dialed Mr. Liao's phone, and it turned out that An Xiaosi happened to be with them. In this way, the dinner party of three people became five people.
Mr. Liao and Huang Baocai were invited to get into the car by the courteous Han Zhihuan.
Mr. Liao is quite calm. He is also a person who has seen luxury cars, and I think that Sister Wang of Liang Mansion also drove a luxury car to pick him up for afternoon tea...... He secretly glanced at An Cairu's side face sitting in the passenger seat, and silently persuaded himself in his heart: You can be regarded as sacrificing for her. Eat a meal of course!
Huang Baocai is not so arrogant. He sat in the excessively clean car, breathing in the sweet and fresh aroma of citrus that reminded him of his hometown, and his heart was extremely uncalm.
"Good smell. ”
An Xiaosi was sandwiched between Brother Liao and Brother Huang, took a breath suddenly, and shouted.
"It's the smell of cologne. Han Zhihuan replied with a smile.
"Ancient, cologne, huh. "Mr. Liao should be in business.
"I know too!
Han Zhihuan smiled and didn't speak.
An Cairui had the heart to say something.
When she was training in business etiquette in Hangzhou, in addition to clothing, she also happened to be trained in accessories and perfumes. "Because," said the trainer, "the West uses ear to mean to sprinkle perfume, just as ear is used to express dressing and jewelry." "There were a few classic men's and women's fragrances in the class, and cologne was mentioned among them.
To An Cairui's surprise, cologne is just a generic term, expressing a low-concentration perfume with a flavor content of 3%-5%. And at first, cologne became popular because it was cheap. Lower than its flavor content is toilet water.
Blended with bitter orange blossom oil, bergamot oil, sweet orange oil, and cologne scented with orange blossom, rosemary, and lavender, it is very popular in the subtle and low-key East. An Cairui also knew that the cologne on Han Zhihuan's car did not add a fixative, could not leave a fragrance, and the fragrance disappeared after the liquid evaporated, which was not a real perfume.
Yes. An Cairui tightened her lips, she knew the taste of brocade night walking.
An Cairui glanced at Han Zhihuan, who was concentrating on driving, and thought to himself, he was well-cultivated enough. He must have known, but he didn't say it calmly.
The car winds along the Inner Ring Road, and the bustling city lights float by along the way.
In the evening haze, an English-style three-story garden-style bungalow is hidden in the green. Han Zhihuan got out of the car, handed the car to the valet parking staff, and walked in with An Cairui with the license plate.
After walking for a while, as soon as he turned around, Mr. Liao, Huang Baocai and An Xiaosi all fell behind them, motionless.
Han Zhihuan beckoned to them, and An Xiaosi ran over: "They said that it looks too expensive here." ”
Han Zhihuan smiled softly: "Tell them that I have a VIP card, half price." ”
An Cairui: "Do you have a VIP card here?"
Han Zhihuan: "Lie to them." ”
An Cairui: "......"
Mr. Liao and Huang Baocai, who have re-followed, are much more comfortable.
"Little Si, look! There's a big fountain there!" Huang Baocai pulled An Xiaosi and asked him to look at his finger.
Mr. Liao saw that he was screaming too loudly, for fear that Han Zhihuan would mind, so he blacked him first and said: "Xiaosi is not your three-year-old girl, it is not a rare fountain!"
Seeing that they were interested, Han Zhihuan introduced that this mansion on Julu Road used to be Du Yuesheng's private villa.
"Wow! How much does he get for selling such a house!" Huang Baocai was deeply envious.
"Well, Du Yuesheng is a famous gangster boss in old Shanghai. ”
Mr. Liao and Huang Baocai glanced at each other, high-fived and shouted: "Xu Wenqiang, Brother Qiang, Ding Li, Ali!"
The green wood and flowers in front of the courtyard are fragrant, and the door is pushed into the room, and the tactful old Shanghai music is diffused in the air. A woman wearing a cheongsam, dazzling crystal chandeliers, colorful glass, and a wooden staircase that spirals straight up suddenly come into view, and for a moment it seems to have stepped into another time and space.
An Xiaosi held her sister's hand tightly, secretly glad that she was wearing new pants today.
After everyone prevaricated and refused to order, Han Zhihuan familiarized himself with the way and reported some menus to the waiter. They are all signature dishes with a good reputation in the store.
Soon, cold cuts, hot soups, main dishes, and desserts were served in turn.
The dishes of Hui Mansion are made with great care, and the presentation and taste of the dishes are remarkable. Salmon with black vinegar roe, which contains An Cairui's favorite avocado, and An Xiaosi was pleasantly surprised by the taste of the fish roe bursting in his mouth.
The nourishing fairy grass kung fu stewed snail soup is delicious, and it is made by boiling slowly over a fine fire. An Xiaosi likes to chew such crispy meat.
Veal with iced pear. The beef is very tender and not seasoned much, but the original aroma of the beef is naturally revealed. Han Zhihuan is fond of the small particles of sea salt, which is fresh.
Chariot shrimp with deep sea sauce and black truffle shrimp meat are firm and Q-bomb, and the dessert almond white jade has a strong milky flavor (Xiao Si almost covers a plate)......
In the music of old Shanghai, Mr. Liao and Huang Baocai stirred the bloody and bloody plot of "Shanghai Tang" in their hearts, and gradually forgot the restraint brought by the atmospheric and luxurious environment.
A meal that satisfied everyone could not be more satisfied. There was one hiccup at the checkout, well, two of them.
Mr. Liao and Huang Baocai grabbed the waiter's arm and asked how much, and they were ready to pay the bill out of inexplicable gratitude. As soon as he heard the waiter's offer of half a month's salary, one was stunned on the spot, and the other shouted that he was mistaken, attracting the eyes of a circle of monsters. Han Zhihuan calmly took out his credit card and handed it to the waiter.
When Mr. Liao and Huang Baocai bowed their heads together, a gentle girl wearing a cheongsam crossed over.
"Zhihuan!" her sweet voice exclaimed with emotion.
"......" Han Zhihuan looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and smiled embarrassedly on his face. He did remember her, when he came back from Los Angeles, Sister Jingying brought a friend to pick him up. It's none other than the one in front of you. What's the name?
In addition to not remembering the name, Han Zhihuan's embarrassment also lies in the fact that his sister has a clear purpose, and she brought her to pick her up in order to introduce her girlfriend to him. Just because neither of them actively contacted each other afterwards, it was over.
"I'm Liu Huiru. Huiru smiled shyly and added softly. Her smart gaze swept around, and immediately fixed her eyes on An Cairui.
"Who is this?" she said, palms pointing upwards and palms pointing toward An Cairui.