"Sir, what drinks do you want?"

Eight cold dishes with very strange shapes were served on the table. The dishes inside were average, but the plates under him and the decorations beside them were very artistic. As soon as Mao Xinghua finished giving instructions on the menu, another waiter approached and said something crisp.

"Drinks?"

"Mr. Yi, do you have anything else to do this afternoon?"

Mao Xinghua nodded, did not respond immediately, and turned his attention to Yi Chusan.

"It's kind of like one thing."

"But...a little drink is fine. It's rare to meet two experts today. I think there will be a lot of trouble in the future."

Yi Chusan nodded and whispered, not shying away from important matters. He looked around and smiled.

"Xinghua, how about a red wine bar."

“The alcohol content is not high, and the taste is not as strong as that of liquor.”

Uncle Nan heard this and suggested.

"Okay, let's have a bottle of Ausone First Class Dry Red and use a big decanter to sober it up."

So, Mao Xinghua nodded, and then gave the waiter instructions again.

"OK."

The waiter responded quickly.

Ausone First Class Dry Red is the top red wine here. A bottle costs 20,000 yuan. Today’s meal price is only 10,000 to 20,000 yuan. Tsk, it seems that Juxian Pavilion is Juxian Pavilion, that kind of wine.

You need to ask your supervisor for permission to drink wine, and they can't have access to it.

There are other better red wines, but they need to be delivered from the city.

Two minutes later, the hot food arrived.

A few people will enter the state.

The waiters are constantly attentive to serve, the towels that need to be changed, the matching bowls and chopsticks that need to be used, the utensils that need to be used, the seasonings that need to be used... VIP customers are all in compliance with the highest standards of the restaurant.

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"This time the school has assigned a task for the calligraphy and painting exhibition. In the afternoon, we will divide into four groups and visit the major departments. How about handing the documents to the heads of the student unions of each major department?"

In the Mingshan Pavilion on the second floor, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. A group of eight people slowly walked out of the door. A waiter on the side of the door greeted them. After a meal, they talked about the school activity.

It's almost done.

Zong Ya walked in front, approaching Xuan Yanqing next to him. He drank a little red wine today, looked at the blush on Xuan Yanqing's cheeks, and sniffed the fragrance at a close distance. He couldn't help but feel even more moved.

“It smells so good!”

"What kind of dish is this?"

Fu Rou and Xuan Yanqing were walking together. They were facing a dining car with exquisite ceramic cups. They were about to enter the elevator next to them. When they passed by, a fragrant aroma suddenly left in the air.

Even though I had almost eaten just now, it still attracted everyone's attention in an instant.

"The porcelain cup seems to have written about Buddha Jumping over the Wall!"

Those with good eyesight looked at the porcelain cups in the dining car, with three large simplified characters on them, "Buddha jumped over the wall" flashing past.

"Buddha jumped over the wall!"

“Buddha jumps over the wall for 588 copies!”

When they ordered just now, they had also seen the menu here. The price of Buddha Jumping over the Wall seemed not high, but they sold it in small portions. There were six portions in total in the dining car, and one dish cost nearly 4,000 yuan.

piece.

"Boss Zong, when will you invite us to have a taste of Buddha jumping over the wall? You can't say for sure. Qingqing will be so excited that she will promise you that she can't tell you anything."

A girl in the crowd watched the dining car disappear into the elevator, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Thinking about Qingqing's poor classmate just now eating this thing, she couldn't help but feel something special in her heart.

Even in my prosperous life, I don't have such a good reputation. Seeing Zongya showing his attentiveness at this moment, I couldn't help but joke.

"Yes, Boss Zong, how about we try it next time?"

Someone nearby also joked.

They are all aware of Zongya's thoughts, but since last year, they have had a lot of fun with Qingqing, but they have never experienced anything like jumping over the wall before them.

Just the smell is enough to make you want it.

"No problem. When Qingqing promises me, I'll treat you to eating Buddha and jumping over the wall. Eat as much as you want."

"Qingqing, what do you think?"

Zong Ya, who was a little drunk, smiled brightly, and listened to the joking of the people around him. He didn't feel any strange. He took a step forward, got a little closer to Xuan Yanqing again, waved one hand, and didn't care about the so-called Buddha jumping over the wall.

But I am not a Kaizi, and it will not be so easy until I have settled on a relationship with Qingqing. If I can go one step further, everything will be easy.

Although Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is expensive at 588 yuan, I gritted my teeth and saved it for a month, which is enough. As he finished speaking, he put a hand on Qingqing's shoulder intentionally or unintentionally. Before he could feel anything, it slipped off.

"boring."

Xuan Yanqing twisted her body to break away from the opponent's grasp.

She raised her eyebrows and whispered, "Who am I?"

There is no close relationship between him and Zong Ya, but listening to the words of the companions around him, it seems that there is something, as if he has to agree to something after having a meal.

Feeling this, I couldn't help but feel a little irritated. I pulled Fu Rou and took two quick steps.

"This..., Qingqing."

Zongya looked startled, one hand stopped in mid-air awkwardly, Qingqing seemed not to betray her dignity.

"Boss Zong, what are you still doing? Why don't you catch up quickly?"

Seeing this, the others stopped joking. Qingqing seemed a little angry. Seeing Zongya's embarrassment, she quickly reminded her.

Immediately, Zong Ya nodded helplessly and strode after him.

"Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Rou felt that Qingqing was not in a good mood today. In the past, she would never make Zong Ya look bad in front of a few people.

"Nothing, do you also think I should agree to Zong Ya?"

Xuan Yanqing shook her head, stroking her slightly messy hair with one hand, and slowly walked out of the restaurant lobby and walked outside the restaurant. The familiar sunlight penetrated her whole body, and she smiled faintly in response to Fu Rou's inquiry.

"This..., it's up to you whether you agree or not."

Fu Rou couldn't answer this question. Although she was considered a best friend, she couldn't get involved in this aspect.

"I know what they say about me behind my back, what they say about being a good person, what they pretend to be noble, what they pretend to be a cold goddess, what they say about having a spare tire company... I know it all."

"Yesterday, there was a senior who wanted to invite me to sing K at ten o'clock in the evening. Don't think that I don't know what it means. They are a bunch of rubbish and they all think about those rubbish things."

Xuan Yanqing's mood was slightly depressed. She just wanted to find someone who was sincere to her. As long as the conditions were better and her character was decent, she couldn't decide and agreed.

But those people who had made appointments with me two or three times just wanted to get involved and get a room. Could it be that I was a three-year-old girl who was cheated away with a lollipop?

"Qingqing, don't think too much, don't pay attention to those rubbish."

"I remember that you have to practice dancing in the afternoon. Although Zong Ya is a more public person, it is not good to make things too tense."
Chapter completed!