Chapter 293: The Battlefield at the Table [3]
There are two chapters on the plane, so let's put them on first.
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"Miss Betty has ordered a meal." Jiao Yang smiled and reported his assistant's English name.
"Wait a minute!" The receptionist at the front desk was relieved, and he was busy looking at the computer screen, "Found it, here, Miss Betty, box 3, please come with me." ”
Walking out of the reception desk, she smiled and stretched out her arms, ready to lead the two to the table.
"Wait a minute!"
Not far away, the man's domineering voice sounded.
With the sound of footsteps, Leng Zimo had already strode over, and gently pushed Luo Xiaoqian to the side with one hand, and his people naturally stood between Jiao Yang and Luo Xiaoqian.
The gaze of the receptionist at the front desk lingered on Leng Zimo's face for a moment, and the look of surprise in his eyes instantly stained his entire face.
"You are ......"
"Lead the way." Leng Zimo interrupted her voice.
"Haode, please follow me upstairs!" The receptionist realized his gaffe and busily looked away, leading the three of them to the table.
Together, the three of them followed the receptionist upstairs, through the long corridor, and into a semi-enclosed box at the end of which was separated by greenery and beaded curtains.
The box is large, luxuriously furnished but not flashy, but the huge space is just a long table for two people by the floor-to-ceiling window, and a high-backed chair is placed at each end of the long table.
Luo Xiaoqian was embarrassed again, Jiao Youxi, he was booked to be a double seat.
Three people, two chairs, how to sit?
She was still hesitating, but Leng Zimo and Jiao Yang had already stepped forward separately, one by one, and they were very gentlemanly and elegantly pulled away the chairs at both ends of the table, and then looked at Luo Xiaoqian who was standing aside as if they had made an appointment.
"Sit!"
The same word.
It's just that one is deeply imperative, the other is elegantly smiling.
Luo Xiaoqian's mouth suddenly became dry, these two guys, isn't this a problem for her?
"Otherwise......" The receptionist sensitively smelled the strange atmosphere between the three of them, and said carefully, "I'll help the three of you add a chair." ”
"Good!" Luo Xiaoqian suddenly felt pardoned, raised her hand and pointed to the position on the side of the table, "Please help me put it here." ”
The female receptionist immediately agreed to move a chair from the side and put it in the middle of the table, Luo Xiaoqian immediately sat down, and then laughed dryly at the two men on the left and right, "I'll just sit here, you two, sit down!" ”
Looking at each other across the table, the two men sat down in their own chairs.
At this time, the waiter who was in charge of ordering the food had already walked up with the menu.
"Guys, please order!"
The female receptionist was relieved, hurriedly saluted the three of them, glanced sympathetically at Luo Xiaoqian, who was sitting on a chair but sitting on pins and needles, turned around and fled downstairs.
The waiter didn't know the situation, and walked lightly past the table, "Excuse me, who ordered?" ”
"Me!"
"Me!"
It's the same word again.
Luo Xiaoqian wanted to cry without tears, glared at Jiao Yang, she looked at Leng Zimo with a smile on her side face, "Can I order?" ”
"Good!"
The two are another word.
The waiter handed over the menu, and Luo Xiaoqian looked at the menu, "What do you want to eat at the header?" ”
"Snail!"
"Caviar!"
On both sides of the table, two different voices sounded at the same time again.
Luo Xiaoqian wanted to punch herself, but she asked them what they were doing.
ordered snails and caviar for the two of them, and Luo Xiaoqian specially ordered different smoked salmon.