"Huh?" Dong Pei originally just wanted to make things difficult for Lin An, so that he would know that Miss Ben was not something you wanted to invite, but Lin An directly announced that he was coming to invite him, or he chose the location.

Usually I was used to the boys around me, but it was not easy to meet Lin An. In fact, since she deliberately got to know Lin An, she couldn't afford to hold the shelf of Zhonghai University in front of him.

Yes, how many people in Zhonghai University can stand up in front of Lin An, a young billionaire, and even the new principal Wei Zhen greeted him with a smile when he saw the students in the school.

Dong Pei was dragged into the Lamborghini by Lin An, and it was the second time she had sat in this car, and the supercar worth six or seven million still brought her quite a shock.

Watching the sports car drive from the west school gate to the outside of the school, when passing by the security room, looking at the ambiguous eyes of the people around him, even though the two of them had nothing to do, it made Dong Pei feel a little shy in his heart.

Dong Pei opened his mouth and asked, "Where are we going to eat?" ”

Lin An didn't look back, drove the car intently, and said: "Go to Jinmao, I heard that there is a Michelin-certified restaurant there, and I have tasted it very well in the United States before, I will take you to try it." ”

"Michelin-certified?"

Dong Pei's eyes lit up, of course he had heard of this restaurant, she even came once, and it was the boyfriend of a sister in her dormitory who invited them together.

There is naturally a taste of showing off in this, and her sister's girlfriend is also a rich second generation, and after hearing that she invited them once, she nibbled on instant noodles for a week.

She heard the news from someone else's mouth, and asked about the price afterwards, and the amount written on the menu was settled in US dollars.

"Isn't that place too expensive? I know a good restaurant near the school, let's go there. ”

Dong Pei is very clear. The price that is difficult for others to climb is just a small meaning for Lin An. But she doesn't want to be too materialistic, not to mention that she also has her own little abacus.

In Zhonghai University, the western restaurant she chose, there were many students who had dinner there, and if they saw themselves eating with Lin An, the news would definitely reach Pan Xi's ears.

Although there was nothing between the two, as a woman, she knew that something would happen once the news reached Pan Xi's ears. No matter what the outcome is, she will definitely not suffer the loss.

"Near the school?"

Lin An muttered in a low voice, if he was seen by his classmates, he and Dong Pei were eating alone. It would not be good if the news reached Panxi's ears.

On the surface, he said casually: "It's okay, just go there to eat, the dishes there are called works of art, but the portion is a little small, and it's easy to not be full." I ordered several servings before I was barely half full. ”

"Less? Can't get enough to eat? ”

Dong Pei's face was a little strange, she had dinner with Lin An once. Naturally know someone's big appetite. When he thought of the dishes that he thought were works of art stuffed into his stomach one by one, he really didn't know how to describe them.

What's more, the food there is not cheap, and I actually ordered one after another, and in the end I was still half-full, which is really a terrible thing.

If Lin An knew her thoughts, he would definitely scoff at her. No matter how good the food is, it's not food, and being so careful that you don't dare to move the chopsticks is to live up to the chef's hard work.

At least after he finished eating that meal in the United States, the head chef personally came to the table where Lin An was to express his gratitude. And after knowing that Lin An is Chinese, I want him to evaluate the taste.

The name of Chinese foodie is unknown to others, but how can a chef not know?

If it weren't for the fact that the Chinese have their own chefs, who are very different from the West in terms of methods and tastes, otherwise there would have been nothing to do with the chefs of France and Italy.

When he arrived at the Golden Trade Building, he took Dong Pei out of the car, threw the key to the parking person, subconsciously took out the money from his pocket, and counted the tip of fifty US dollars to him.

waited until the little brother who gave the parking lot to find out that he was not in the United States, but since he gave it, he had no intention of coming back, he couldn't afford to lose that person, not to mention that he gave it in the United States, shouldn't he give it back to China?

"Find a good place for my car."

"Haha, don't worry, the parking lot is guarded by special people, if your car is scratched, just ask me to settle the account."

The little brother who parked the car looked at it was 50 US dollars, and his attitude was very warm, don't look at the 50 US dollars equivalent to only 300 yuan, especially in a place like the Golden Trade Building, 300 tips are indeed not a lot.

But he received more than one person, and there were one or two thousand after a hard day, and one or twenty thousand a month, not counting the salary.

took Dong Pei directly to the Michelin-certified restaurant in the Jin Mao Tower, Lin An looked at the restaurant's sign, and there was a golden star under a series of dazzling English.

This is already good, after all, there are only six three-star Michelin-starred restaurants in China, most of which are concentrated in places like Xiangjiang and Macau, and only one in China Overseas only serves French food on the Bund.

When I entered the door, it was noon, and many senior white-collar workers in suits and female companions or gold collars belonging to the company's management came here to dine.

Lin An saw an elegantly and comfortably arranged rest place, where more than 20 people were waiting. When Dong Pei saw this situation, he almost laughed out loud, stupid, let's honestly go to eat somewhere else with me.

"There are so many people, we still have to have classes in the afternoon, let's go somewhere else."

Lin An smiled lightly and pulled Dong Pei straight into the restaurant, and the blonde and blue-eyed foreigner in a white shirt and bow tie immediately stepped forward, speaking American English in his mouth.

"Hello, sir, have you booked a place or are you here with a friend?"

"If you don't have any, please take a break at the rest area, and if you are in a hurry, you can move to another place to eat."

After speaking, he said again in proficient Chinese, to be honest, if other restaurants were so hospitable, they would have been smashed a long time ago, but who let this restaurant top the Michelin-certified restaurant, who can open a hotel on the upper floor of Jin Mao Building does not have two brushes.

Therefore, foreign monks are good at chanting, and people are cheap. Even so, this restaurant has been full every day since it opened, and this popularity has also raised the restaurant's confidence.

Lin An threw out a gold card angrily, and Dong Pei, who was standing next to him, could vaguely see that the gold card had two pairs of dishes and chopsticks on it, and many letters were engraved on it.

The waiter took it and hurriedly handed back the gold card with both hands, "I'm sorry, this gentleman, please come with me." Then led Lin An and Dong Pei straight into the restaurant, and many people saw this situation.

But they didn't shout loudly, and when the waiter came out, they summoned him, and one of them was dressed as a successful man.

"May I ask how those two people got in? If you don't give me an explanation, I'm going to complain to your manager. ”

The waiter said unhurriedly: "That gentleman has a gourmet gold card issued by Michelin headquarters, and he can dine at any Michelin-certified restaurant in the world anytime, anywhere." (To be continued......)