The waitress was stunned for a moment, and then said half-loudly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xue, this last bottle of 82-year-old Lafite belongs to the gentleman outside." ”

The middle-aged man with half-white hair sitting at the top of the box smiled and waved his hand, and said, "Forget it, Mr. Xue, you don't necessarily have to drink 82-year-old Lafite! ”

If Zhang Xingxing was in the box, I am afraid that he would show a look of surprise, because he had met an acquaintance.

The middle-aged man at the top is Qi Jing, the richest man in Beishi who used 10,000 yuan and 1 gram to buy a piece of star tea.

Under the box seat, a middle-aged man with a Chinese face named Xue Fugui is a well-known rich man in Cangshi.

But at this time, in front of Qi Jing, he was like a humble minion, bending over and bending his knees.

"As we all know, Mr. Qi, you have two hobbies, one is tea, and the other is red wine. You finally came to our Cangshi today, and of course I want to give you the best red wine. Xue Fugui smiled angrily.

After a pause, he looked at the waitress again, "In Cangshi, there are only a few people who can afford to drink 82-year-old Lafite." Little sister, it's okay, you go and tell the guests outside that it was me Xue Fugui who took his 82-year-old Lafite. ”

"Let's just say, even if I, Xue Fugui, owe him a favor, he will give me a face. ”

"Alright, let's put the wine down. Xue Fugui beckoned and shouted.

"This ......," the waitress hesitated for a moment.

If an ordinary person said such a thing, the waitress would definitely have to talk about the principle of first come, first served.

However, Xue Fugui is different, his reputation in Cangshi is indeed very big, and ordinary people can't afford to offend him at all.

The waitress paused before saying, "Then Mr. Xue, please wait a moment, I'll talk to the guest outside first." ”

Xue Fugui nodded, "Okay." ”

......

At this time, Xu Weiwei, who was sitting in the hall, looking at the empty dinner plate, wondered: "82 Lafite, why haven't you come yet?"

In fact, not only Xu Weiwei was puzzled, but Zhang Xingxing was also puzzled, and Qian Yi'an in the distance was also puzzled.

Qian Yi'an said in a low voice: "If Lafite hadn't been on it in the past 82 years, there shouldn't be much money for them to eat, right?"

"I'm afraid Xu Weiwei can afford it. Qian Yi'an frowned tightly and said in a deep voice, "Then later, won't you be able to watch a good show?"

At this time, the waitress walked up to Zhang Xingxing with brisk steps and said, "Hello, sir." That's right, 82 years of Lafite is very precious, and we have only the last bottle left in the Yiren Hotel. ”

"Mr. Xue Fugui in the box, I want to discuss with you and say that I can give him the 82-year-old Lafite, and Mr. Xue Fugui is willing to owe you a favor for this. ”

Zhang Xingxing raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Favors? His favors are not so precious! Now, I only need 82 years of Lafite!"

"Is it possible, you Yiren Hotel, think I'm a bully?" Zhang Xingxing snorted coldly.

Although Zhang Xingxing has always had a good temper, it does not mean that he can compromise at will.

Just like when he was in school, Zhang Xingxing waited in line in the cafeteria for a long time, but suddenly a person in front of him ran in front of him.

In the face of this kind of person, Zhang Xingxing has always said: Go, you, mother! Get behind!

"No...... No...... Guest, wait a minute, I'll go and bring the '82 Lafite, don't be angry. The waitress was busy.

In the eyes of the waitress, the dishes ordered by the young man in front of him were all expensive, and he could afford to drink 82 Lafite, so he must have a very big identity.

The waitress had just come to pass the word, and since the other party did not agree, it was enough to bring Raffi over again according to the principle of first come, first served.

Looking at the figure of the waitress moving away quickly, Xu Weiwei couldn't help but whisper: "Xingxing, you just ......"

"What, is it fierce?" Zhang Xingxing asked with a smile.

"No! it's too domineering!" Xu Weiwei's little face showed a blush for some reason.

In the box.

The waitress apologized: "Mr. Xue, I'm sorry, that gentleman outside also wants to drink 82-year-old Lafite very much...... Otherwise, I'll help you bring in a bottle of '93 Lafite?" he said, hugging Lafite, and walking outside.

"Hmm, wait!" Xue Fugui raised his eyebrows, and then respectfully said to Qi Jingdao, who was sitting on the top seat, "Mr. Qi, you can sit here for a minute first, and I'll come over immediately." ”

Then, he said to the waitress, "I'll go out with you." With that, he walked towards the outside of the box with a full of anger.

In Xue Fugui's view, he promised to give a favor to the other party, but the other party insisted on not giving up the 82-year-old Lafite, which is simply not giving himself face!

What's more, he just promised Qi Jing that in Cangshi, ordinary people will sell their face.

But what about now?

Xue Fugui felt as if he had been slapped in the face, and it hurt hotly.

It didn't take long for the waitress to hold the 82-year-old Lafite and cautiously walked up to Zhang Xingxing.

However, behind her there was Xue Fugui, whose face was a little gloomy.

Xue Fugui glanced at Zhang Xingxing from top to bottom, and said coldly: "You are the one who just wants to drink 82-year-old Lafite?"

Zhang Xingxing glanced at Xue Fugui lightly, like seeing a fly buzzing in his ears, and he didn't care at all.

At this moment, Qian Yi'an in the distance hurriedly walked up, as if he suddenly saw a god descending from the sky, his face was full of joy, "Mr. Xue, are you Mr. Xue?"

Xue Fugui turned his head and looked at Qian Yi'an suspiciously, "Are you?"

"Oh, it's me, my name is Qian Yi'an, my dad is Qian Shunli, we had dinner together here half a month ago. Qian Yi'an said busily.

"Oh, it turns out that you are Shunli's son...... Hello. Xue Fugui said with a smile.

"Mr. Xue is good. Qian Yi'an said happily again, as if it was a great honor to be called by Xue Fugui.

In fact, it is.

Qian Yi'an still remembers what his father said: If he is a little ant in Cangshi, then Xue Fugui is an ancient elephant, as long as he has a good relationship with him, then he will not worry about mixing up in Cangshi.

How can it not be gratifying to be affectionately called by such an "ancient elephant"?

"Mr. Xue, I don't know, do I have the honor to treat you to a light meal?" Qian Yi'an said busily.

"Oh, I'm afraid it won't work today, next time, I'm accompanying a guest now......" Xue Fugui waved his hand, and then his eyes fell on Zhang Xingxing, "By the way, let's take a look at who robbed my 82-year-old Lafite." ”

"Oh, who dares to rob your 82-year-old Lafite?" Qian Yi'an's pupils shrank, and he also looked at Zhang Xingxing's hand that was about to open the cap of the 82-year-old Lafite, and shouted, "Zhang Xingxing, you don't want to put it down quickly!"