Jiang Zhihao ordered a bunch of dishes, and even Lingling added up to about eleven or two dishes. Even though the French food is famously complicated, this is a lot.

Pei Anhe silently settled the accounts in his heart, and then his face became a little unnatural.

After ordering the dishes, Jiang Zhihao took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and put it on the waiter's tablet, saying, "That's all."

Pei Anhe stared at him and said in a strange tone: "Mr. Jiang is very generous, he gives you a hundred dollars in tips."

"I'm used to it." Jiang Zhihao said with a smile.

This is not intentionally irritating anyone. When he has a net worth of 100 billion, he never pretends to be cash when he goes out. But when he goes to any Western restaurant, he will always follow the local customs and tip according to other people's rules.

Of course, even if you have money, you won’t be willful. Usually, you will be capped at 100 yuan.

Even if he is reborn, Jiang Zhihao has not changed this habit. What's more, the Saint Roman Restaurant itself is a very high-end type, and the service here is worth the 100 yuan.

The waiter received a tip and smiled even more: "Thank you, sir, I'll prepare dishes for you now, please wait a moment."

"Wait a minute!" Pei Anhe suddenly called the waiter and said, "Don't you have a limited number of special dishes today? In addition to the set meal we had booked before, add another one."

The waiter nodded, made a record on the computer, and said, "Okay, please wait."

Saint Roman’s chef will launch a special dish every day, limited to ten servings, first come first served. People who eat in such high-end restaurants are not short of money, and everyone wants to compete for a favorable face, so special dishes are usually sold out easily.

Moreover, it is expensive ten parts, with a minimum price of more than 800 yuan.

In a sense, this is not food, but face.

Pei Anhe specially ordered a special dish because Jiang Zhihao ordered too many, and there was no too expensive dish in the set meal they booked, all of which were very ordinary French food.

When they turned around and waited for Jiang Zhihao's dishes to come up, they seemed too shabby.

Even if a dish is expensive for 800 yuan, Pei Anhe still feels so painful, so he still needs to order it.

How can a man lose his face? Especially in front of a beauties like Zhong Jiawei.

"It seems that Mr. Jiang often eats Western food, so it is natural to tip. I don't know where Mr. Jiang is high?" Pei Anhe asked.

"The baguette here needs to be dipped in butter. It tastes very good, Lingling also tastes it." Jiang Zhihao put the snacks before the meal in front of the mother and daughter, told them to eat, and then looked at Pei Anhe and said, "I am a free person."

"Oh, you are a vagrant." Pei Anhe smiled, and the next moment he pretended to be upset: "Sorry, I'm outspoken, Mr. Jiang, don't mind."

Jiang Zhihao just smiled slightly. It was not that he couldn't see Pei Anhe's thoughts. The couple clearly wanted to use this meal to show their wealth. Since they wanted to show off, why should they compete? It's meaningless.

Seeing that Jiang Zhihao didn't speak, Pei Anhe said again: "My son Xiaohu is like me, with a straight heart and can't hide his words. But it's really a bit inappropriate for Miss Zhong to ride an electric bike every day. Nowadays, Isn't it said that environmental pollution and ultraviolet rays are stronger than before? Riding an electric bike every day is too easy to get sunburned. Why doesn't Mr. Jiang buy a car for Ms. Zhong? Now the car is not expensive, you can buy a 100,000 or 80,000 yuan, and hundreds of thousands or millions, depending on personal financial strength. Like me, I can earn tens of thousands of yuan a month, so I only bought a BMW mini for my wife, about 300,000 to 400,000 yuan, which is not very expensive."

When he said this, Pei Anhe looked at Jiang Zhihao for a while and turned his attention to Zhong Jiawei for a while.
Chapter completed!