Chapter 195: Opening ...... Joke
Qin Feng is not a vexatious person, if he is persuaded by good words, he can leave, but now the anger in his stomach and his stubborn temper have also come up, he will not leave today anyway, he must eat hereγγ
"Not in order?" Qin Feng put one hand in his pocket, took out a cigarette with the other hand, put it in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Why don't you follow the rules?" β
"Sir, this is a high-end western restaurant, you must wear a suit!" The waiter looked embarrassed and said tremblingly, "Sir, you ...... Don't embarrass me! β
"Huh!"
Qin Feng stood in place, the smile on the corner of his mouth was so deep: "It's not that I'm embarrassed for you, but someone is embarrassing me, don't talk nonsense, find me a seat." I must eat here today, otherwise I will not be in a good mood, and once I am not in a good mood, I will want to reach someone! β
"Ah......h
The waiter was shocked, what kind of person is this guy in front of him, he wants to hit someone if he doesn't eat here, he is sweating profusely, and he doesn't know what to do for a while.
Click......
At this moment, a soft sound came, followed by white smoke in front of him, and a faint tobacco fragrance wafted out, and the waiter's face immediately became very ugly, and he said anxiously: "Sir, sir, this is a high-end Western restaurant, can't ...... No smoking! β
"Stop talking nonsense, find me a seat!" Qin Feng's eyes froze, and his arrogance and domineering instantly floated out, making the waiter's body tremble, and finally he had to nod helplessly: "Sir, this is ...... Please ...... here."
The smell of cigarettes had already made the couples and guests around them turn their heads, everyone was frowning, and the ninja was angry.
The waiter has been working here for many years, so he can naturally see that this young man in front of him is not easy to mess with, in case of a conflict and chaos, he can't afford it, so let's invite this master away.
Xiana Western Restaurant is worthy of being the top western restaurant in Nanhua City, with interior decoration and accessories giving people a feeling of British royalty, especially quiet music and romance.
I believe that under this environment, the success rate of confession will be greatly increased. Inside the restaurant, many guests are enjoying this atmosphere.
The waiter took Qin Feng and Yang Xiaoyun and found a window seat, so that they could enjoy the atmosphere of the restaurant and enjoy the gorgeous night view outside.
"Sir, you sit down first, wait a while, I'll go get you the menu......" After speaking, the waiter wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to leave.
Yang Xiaoyun sat opposite Qin Feng, looking at Qin Feng's smiling face, her expression was a little stern, and said, "Xiaofeng, let's not eat here!" β
"Teacher Yang, don't worry, just have a meal!" Qin Feng smiled slightly, took a deep puff of cigarette, and casually pressed the cigarette butt into the wine glass. Of course, he knew what Yang Xiaoyun's concerns were, and he was afraid that he would cause trouble here. But it turned out that Qin Feng didn't want to cause trouble, he just couldn't swallow a breath in his chest, he must eat here today.
"Okay!"
Looking at Qin Feng's smiling face, Yang Xiaoyun finally nodded lightly on her forehead. After a while, the waiter just now walked back again, with an extra menu in his hand and a smile on his face.
However, when he saw the cigarette butt in the wine glass, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, this is ...... But there are two high-end wine glasses at one table, Nima, unexpectedly...... Someone else put a cigarette butt, where did this come from, it's a wonder that has not been encountered in 10,000 years.
"Sir, please...... Please order ......" The corners of the waiter's mouth twitched twice, resisting the urge to beat Qin Feng violently, and put the menu on the table.
Qin Feng was not polite, he picked up the menu casually, flipped through it and didn't see any special dishes, frowned and muttered, "This ...... These dishes are not as good as potato flour! β
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The corners of the waiter's mouth twitched twice again, potato flour, Nima, he resisted the impulse in his heart and introduced the characteristics of each dish to Qin Feng.
A full twenty minutes passed, and Qin Feng didn't order a single dish, so he chattered in his mouth, and almost turned the service on his back angrily.
In the end, Qin Feng directly closed all the menus, crossed Erlang's legs and said, "Let's do it, bring a few of the most distinctive dishes in your store!" β
After a pause, Qin Feng asked, "Do you have a second pot head here?" Bring me a bottle! β
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The service god glanced at Qin Feng, but still said politely: "Sir, let's ...... We are a high-end western restaurant, as long as red wine, no white wine! β
"Well, get me the best bottle of red wine!" Qin Feng held his chin and said seriously.
"Are you sure it's the best red wine, sir?" The waiter asked uncertainly.
"Hmm!"
"Okay, sir, please wait!"
After speaking, the waiter turned to leave, and after a while, he walked back again, with an extra bottle of red wine in his hand, and respectfully introduced: "Sir, this is 82-year-old Lafite, one of the few best red wines on the market; β
"Hmm!" Qin Feng nodded.
"Sir, the price of this bottle of red wine is about 100,000, is it open?" The waiter was ready to open the wine at any time, and asked respectfully with a smile.
A bottle of 82-year-old Lafite, if you sell a bottle, there will definitely be a lot of commission, for such a distinguished guest, you must greet with a smile.
"One hundred thousand?" Qin Feng frowned, didn't show any unusual expression, and said, "Open ...... Open...... Sneeze ......"
Halfway through his words, Qin Feng suddenly sneezed, but the waiter was also excited, and the red wine opened with a bang, and the 82-year-old Lafite wafted out a mellow taste.
"Sir, your wine ......"
Qin Feng rubbed his nose, stood up immediately, looked depressed, and said, "Wine, wine, your sister, did Lao Tzu say it?" Did you open it for me? β
"Ah......h
The waiter was startled, and he saw sweat on his forehead...... This...... If the person in front of you doesn't want this bottle of wine, or doesn't admit it, won't you pit him? 100,000, 100,000, how many years of wages are enough to pay off debts.
"Sir...... Sir...... isn't that what you said? β
"I said open...... Are you kidding? 100,000 wine, Lao Tzu spent 100,000 yuan to drink a bottle of hops, I have a sick brain! Qin Feng said indignantly.
"Ah......h
The waiter was immediately dumbfounded, Nima, isn't this you Nima? Desperate fuck, when has you ever encountered such a thing, the big pit of absolute force, and it made him miserable.
"Sir, this is what you said, you can't deny it!" The waiter hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a deep voice, "Sir, we can't do this!" β
"I'm kidding, who made you drink!" Qin Feng said with a glare. A bottle of red wine of 100,000 yuan, he can't afford to drink it, but if he drinks one sip, isn't it equivalent to eating his own meat? He was distressed and reluctant!