Cigars, not cigarettes?

Maybe cigars are not cigarettes, but in the eyes of the average person, I am afraid that there is not much difference between the two.

Jiang Hao turned his head to look at the waitress and said, "In other words, this foreigner can smoke cigars, but I can't smoke?" ”

"Yes."

The waitress replied haughtily.

Jiang Hao frowned and said, "Call your manager over, I want to talk to your manager." ”

"This ......," the waitress said hesitantly

"Go!"

Jiang Hao ordered unceremoniously.

Maybe it was the conversation between Jiang Hao and the waitress that was heard by the foreigner who was smoking a cigar, he turned to look at Jiang Hao and Su Qingli, and sneered.

However, whether it was Jiang Hao or Su Qingli, they ignored him.

After a while, a young foreign man who looked like a manager followed the waitress and came to Jiang Hao and Su Qingli.

"Hello, may I ask you what's going on?"

The foreign manager asked in broken Mandarin, looking a little haughty.

"I'm going to smoke." Jiang Hao said lightly.

The foreign manager shook his head without thinking about it: "No, our restaurant is non-smoking." ”

"Is it really forbidden to smoke?"

Jiang Hao said, picked up Su Qingli's bag placed next to him, and directly opened the zipper and took out a bundle of red banknotes.

Seeing this thick pile of banknotes, the foreign manager's face suddenly changed.

Jiang Hao directly threw the bundle of banknotes into the foreign manager's chest, and the foreign manager caught it in a panic.

"Now, can I smoke?" Jiang Hao asked coldly.

The foreign manager nodded without hesitation this time, and with a smile on his face, he nodded and said, "Of course, sir, please wait a moment." ”

Subsequently, the foreign manager personally brought a crystal clear ashtray and put it on Jiang Hao's desk.

"Sir, you are free."

With that, the foreign manager left.

And the waitress was looking at Jiang Hao dumbfounded at the moment!

She really didn't expect that Jiang Hao would use money to smash people, and he used so much money at one time!

Although 10,000 yuan is not a huge amount of money for most ordinary people, you can just take out 10,000 yuan and throw it directly on others, which is not something that everyone is willing to do!

The waitress didn't dare to say anything more, and quickly turned to leave.

Su Qingli looked at Jiang Hao and said with some distress: "I didn't expect you to smash people with money...... That's 10,000 dollars. ”

"It's just 10,000 yuan, it's not a big deal."

Jiang Hao said with a happy smile, and lit the cigarette on his lips.

After taking a sip, Jiang Hao said seriously: "Qingli, you are the daughter of the Su family, but I found that you are really saving." ”

"That's because I can appreciate the hard work of making money, which has nothing to do with whether I am the eldest lady or not, not to mention that I have now broken off relations with the Su family." Su Qingli replied seriously.

"But you still have to spend the money you should spend, and sometimes if you save too much, it will bring a lot of inconvenience to yourself."

Jiang Hao said sincerely, and his tone was also very tactful.

Su Qingli smiled and nodded.

Meals were delivered quickly.

In front of Su Qingli was a plate of delicate veal steak, while in front of Jiang Hao was salmon.

Tasting the taste of Western food, Jiang Hao frowned and said, "I don't understand why so many people like to eat Western food, I think Chinese food is much stronger than Western food." There are hundreds of salmon on a plate, which is not as good as a bowl of braised pork for dozens of dollars. ”

Hearing Jiang Hao's words, Su Qingli burst out laughing.

"The vast majority of people eat Western food, just to be fresh, or to save face." Su Qingli explained with a smile.

Jiang Hao nodded approvingly, and then continued to eat.

But at this moment, the foreign guest who had just smoked a cigar suddenly got up and walked this way.

After arriving in front of Jiang Hao and Su Qingli, he exhaled a puff of smoke, then put his left hand in his pocket, held a cigar in his right hand, looked at Su Qingli and asked, "Beautiful young lady, can I have dinner with you?" ”

This lame Mandarin made Su Qingli feel his scalp tingle.

But what disgusted her even more was what the foreign man said.

Could it be that he was blind and didn't see that he wasn't alone and went out to eat?

"I'm married."

Su Qingli frowned slightly and said to this foreign guest.

"That's a pity, miss, but what I have to say is that this man really doesn't deserve you, and you should find a man as good as me if you're so beautiful."

The foreign man said proudly, and his tone was very contemptuous.

Jiang Hao put down the knife and fork, then picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, and turned his head to look at the foreign man.

"You think you're good?" Jiang Hao asked calmly.

"Yes, I'm good, at least better than you."

The foreign man raised his chin slightly, and he also stretched out a hand and grabbed it towards Jiang Hao's shoulder.

"Chinese people, you must know that no matter what time it is, you Chinese men are cowardly sick men."

Sick man?

Jiang Hao's heart suddenly burst into flames.

He immediately reached out with lightning and grabbed the foreign man's wrist.

At that moment, the foreign man's cheeks twisted, the cigar in his hand fell to the ground, and he cried out in pain, as if he had been bitten by a tiger on the arm.

However, no matter how much he shouted and struggled, he couldn't pull his wrist out of Jiang Hao's hand.

"It seems that you are worse than me, the sick man."

Jiang Hao said with a smile.

The guests in the western restaurant were frightened, but it was the foreign guests who were frightened, and none of the Chinese people present were afraid, but they also cast interested glances at Jiang Hao.

And the waitress, as well as the foreign manager just now, were so frightened that they turned pale and didn't dare to come.

Jiang Hao ignored them at all, directly oppressed the foreign man, and knelt in front of him.

"You just said that I am a sick man, but now you can't even compare to me, doesn't that mean that you are worse than a sick man? Or are you the real sick man? The sick man of Western Europe? ”

Hearing Jiang Hao's words, this foreign man looked sad and indignant.

But the sharp pain in his wrist made him unable to resist at all!

He didn't hold out for long and soon began begging for mercy: "I ...... I was wrong...... I'm the sick man of Western Europe, I'm the sick man of Western Europe......"

Jiang Hao smiled with satisfaction and let go of his wrist.

"Get out!"

Jiang Hao ordered coldly.

As if he had seen a ghost, the foreign man fled from the western restaurant in a hurry and disappeared into the busy street outside the store without looking back.