Driving a broken Jetta and wearing cheap outfits that cost less than 500 yuan.
Su Mu just stayed there and Wei Qinghuan went straight to the appointed restaurant.
Wei Qinghuan was also very nervous.
After all, this was her first time.
Until now, she has never had a boyfriend.
This experience is very strange.
When she was in high school, she was bullied because of her beauty and weak personality.
Those who bully her are actually jealous of her.
The other party's treat was Tan's Family Cuisine, the most upscale private restaurant in Dongyang.
Su Mu had eaten here before and made a scene once.
As soon as his old Jetta drove into a parking lot full of luxury cars, he immediately attracted attention.
A waiter in green clothes and a small hat hurried over and was about to drive us away with a smile.
Su Mu just said a word, and the other party was stunned.
"Is Tan Zongjun's injury healed?"
The waiter blinked rapidly a few times and suddenly woke up. He was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.
Tan's cuisine is famous in the imperial capital, but the Tan family behind it has been the servants of the Hongwu Zhu family for many generations.
The name Su Mu is no longer as simple as a taboo.
"Are you looking down on others? I don't think there is any need to continue."
The waiter was covered in chaff and dripping with cold sweat.
"Go away."
Su Mu didn't bother to talk to him, and turned to Wei Qinghuan and said:
"Qing Huan, let's go in like this, you go in first, and then I'll go in, let's go in like this...!"
The two of them murmured and agreed, and then Wei Qinghuan got out of the car, breathed out lightly, and walked towards the door of the restaurant.
The manager here has been notified and is scared to death. At this time, he is hiding at the door to observe.
Seeing Wei Qinghuan come down, the manager didn't dare to go up to say hello rashly, so he could only tell the waiter to show his attitude.
Soon a waiter took Wei Qinghuan to the reserved private room.
There were three beauties sitting in the private room, all dressed up in jewelry and famous brands.
"Our pianist has such a big show? He hasn't come yet?"
The woman who spoke had an arrogant tone and contemptuous eyes.
Her name is Yang Yuxue, and she is a rich second generation.
She was obviously very angry towards Wei Qinghuan.
Because the deputy mayor's son is her ex-boyfriend and current sex partner.
Therefore, she automatically regarded herself as Wei Qinghuan's love rival.
When I was in high school, Fan Jun, a second-generation official, was always crazy about Yang Yuxue.
But when they were in their second year of high school, the two of them broke up.
I was still unclear after that, and it persisted until college.
Next to Yang Yuxue, there was a girl with a playful look on her face.
She glanced at Yang Yuxue, and then smiled softly:
"Yuxue, are you reluctant to let go?"
Another one also laughed and said:
"That's right, what are you afraid of? Anyway, you can definitely do it in the future...hehe."
"Yes, as a man, if our Miss Yang just raises her finger, he will come obediently."
At this moment, someone pushed open the door to the private room.
Wei Qinghuan walked in.
The three girls were suddenly stunned.
Yang Yuxue's face immediately became unhappy:
"Grand pianist, you have such a big air. It's different when you become famous."
Another pretended to blame:
"Yuxue, what are you talking about? Qinghuan must be very busy now. By the way, Qinghuan, you're not still blaming us for the joke we made on you in high school, right?"
Wei Qinghuan felt a wave of disgust in his heart, but he had to put a smile on his face:
"No way. I just got out of class and came over by bus right away."
When they heard about taking the bus, the three girls immediately exchanged glances, unable to hide the disdain and contempt in their eyes.
Yang Yuxue had a smile on her lips:
"Why don't you take a taxi? You won't have any money, right? If not, I can give you two hundred yuan."
Another pretty girl next to her immediately smiled and said:
"Miss Yang, Qing Huan is a pianist now, do you still need your two hundred yuan?"
Wei Qinghuan smiled lightly and had no intention of answering the conversation. Instead, he found a seat farthest away from them and sat down silently.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Yang Yuxue smiled proudly:
"Grand pianist, I thought you were different now that you were famous. I didn't expect you to be so... quiet."
Wenjing means cowardly.
When Yang Yuxue said this, the other two immediately winked and looked extremely mocking.
Wei Qinghuan suddenly smiled softly:
"Yes, I am a quiet person at heart. Unlike you, I am still so... lively."
Yang Yuxue's expression changed.
Wei Qinghuan smiled directly and said:
"By the way, my boyfriend will be coming over soon. After all, he is very worried about me coming out to see you alone, so you don't mind letting him come in to eat and drink, right?"
Yang Yuxue and the other three people suddenly opened their eyes wide and looked at Wei Qinghuan in shock.
Everyone knows why Fan Jun formed this bureau.
Wei Qinghuan actually brought her boyfriend here?
The three people immediately became excited.
"Qing Huan, what does your boyfriend do?"
"Is he handsome?"
"What do you do at home?"
"How does it compare to Fan Jun and Zhao Jinxin?"
When talking about Zhao Jinxin, Yang Yuxue's eyes were full of pride.
Zhao Jinxin is also their classmate, his family is the richest in the local area, and he is currently Yang Yuxue's best friend.
When the other two girls heard Zhao Jinxin's name, a trace of jealousy quickly flashed in their eyes.
Obviously, these three girls are also secretly in intrigues.
This Zhao Jinxin is tall and handsome, and has an extraordinary family background. He has several companies in his family and has assets of more than 2 billion.
Yang Yuxue has always been the richest among these girls.
But her family's assets are barely even 100 million.
She is currently obsessed with becoming Zhao Jinxin's real girlfriend and fantasizes about marrying into the Zhao family in the future.
Wei Qinghuan looked at the pretentious look and felt a wave of disgust and sneer in his heart.
"My boyfriend looks pretty good, you'll know when he comes soon!"
Seeing that Wei Qinghuan was unwilling to say more, Yang Yuxue couldn't help but rolled her eyes and snorted softly.
Another girl looked at Yang Yuxue and said:
"Qing Huan, you are different now. Don't have too low requirements for men. Otherwise, how can you be worthy of your status?"
"That is, at least it must be Master Fan's status, right?"
Seeing Wei Qinghuan not speaking, Yang Yuxue immediately felt unhappy and said arrogantly:
"I want to see what kind of boyfriend you have found."
At this time.
There was another knock at the door.
"Come in."
Yang Yuxue drank impatiently.
At the door of the private room, a man wearing a mask, covering most of his face, came in furtively.
"Is this here?"
"Oh, it's so high-end."
"I have never been to such a high-end hotel."
"Qing Huan, is this your classmate?"
"They are really rich."
Yang Yuxue and the others stared blankly at this guy who suddenly appeared, dumbfounded for a while.
He is quite tall.
but……!
Hair as messy as a chicken coop.
A big mask.
All three to five hundred dollars worth of cheap stuff.