"I don't think it's necessary?" Qu Zhiheng said, walking a few steps to catch up with Wang Yu.
Wang Yu stopped and said seriously: "You are also a customer of my company, right? When you come to my place, I should have done my best to be a landlord. Besides, I asked you to wait for me for such a long time."
Wang Yu's words made it difficult for Qu Zhiheng to refuse. He was indeed a customer of her company now. Wang Yu used this as an excuse. People like Qu Zhiheng, who had never been in the business circle, simply couldn't lose face.
Say something like rejection.
"Wait for me here while I pick up the car." When he walked to the entrance of the lobby on the first floor, Wang Yu smiled charmingly at Qu Zhiheng and went to the underground parking lot.
Not long after, a red Beetle slowly drove out of the underground parking lot.
"Get in the car." Wang Yu stopped the car in front of Qu Zhiheng and said.
It has to be said that cars like the Beetle, especially red ones, are very suitable for women to drive. On this night when the lights were on, Wang Yu drove Qu Zhiheng smoothly on the highway, forming a unique scenery.
"What do you want to eat?" Wang Yu asked in the car.
Qu Zhiheng was looking at the night scene outside the window. When he heard Wang Yu's words, he turned his head and said, "Guests, please do as you please."
Wang Yu smiled at Qu Zhiheng again and drove the car to the right instead of asking Qu Zhiheng for his opinion.
"We're here, let's get out of the car." After the car stopped, Wang Yu said to Qu Zhiheng.
Qu Zhiheng opened the car door and got out of the car. He looked at the restaurant in front of him and couldn't help but frown. This was a Western restaurant called Jazz.
"Are you okay with eating Western food?" Wang Yu parked the car and walked over and asked.
"No objection, I just cost you money." Qu Zhiheng said.
Wang Yu naturally took Qu Zhiheng's arm and said, "I often come here to dine. I like the environment and style here very much."
Qu Zhiheng twitched his arm, but didn't pull it out. Wang Yu felt Qu Zhiheng's movement and said: "The men and women who come here to eat are either lovers or boyfriends. You don't want to make people feel different, right?"
Hearing what Wang Yu said, Qu Zhiheng felt an extremely headache. He thought to himself: "No matter what, finish this meal quickly."
"Let's go in." Qu Zhiheng nodded and said.
Wang Yu just held Qu Zhiheng's arm and walked into this jazz western restaurant with Qu Zhiheng very intimately.
After entering the restaurant, Qu Zhiheng realized that the atmosphere of this restaurant was indeed weird. It was not very bright, it could even be said to be dim lights. The decoration of the entire restaurant was mainly warm colors, and with the dim lights, it gave
It was a very ambiguous feeling. However, Qu Zhiheng felt it was a little weird. Others didn't think so.
Soon a waiter came over and Wang Yu whispered something to the waiter. The waiter immediately nodded and led the two of them towards the corner of the restaurant.
Walking in the corridor inside the restaurant to go to his table, Qu Zhiheng realized that it was exactly as Wang Yu said, almost all the people who come here to eat are in pairs. Occasionally, if you have friends or the like to eat, you will definitely choose
In the middle of the restaurant. Don't choose a corner or side location.
In fact, this is something Qu Zhiheng rarely sees. This is almost an unwritten rule of Jazz Western Restaurant. Whenever men or women come here to eat, they will definitely choose a seat in the middle of the restaurant. If you choose a corner or a side seat, it is easy.
Make people misunderstand as being behind the scenes.
Qu Zhiheng originally thought that the waiter was taking him and Wang Yu to the corner, but when they reached the corner, Qu Zhiheng discovered that there was a door in the corner, a door that was not very big.
The waiter opened the door and made a gesture of invitation. Although Qu Zhiheng was puzzled, he walked over. Passing through a short corridor, his eyes suddenly opened up, and stars appeared above his head, and the fresh air hit his face.
Come.
It turns out that the back of this jazz western restaurant is actually an open-air design, with no cover at all. What surprised me the most is that there is an artificial lake. There are green grass all around, and the sound of running water can be heard occasionally.
"How is it? Is the environment not bad?" Wang Yu asked.
Qu Zhiheng couldn't help but nod his head and praised: "It's really very creative. In this reinforced concrete city, there is such a place."
The waiter led the two people to continue walking forward, passing through the zigzag bridge on the lake, and came to an octagonal pavilion. The waiter stood still and opened the curtain for the two of them.
Qu Zhiheng and Wang Yu walked into the pavilion, where there were dining tables and dining chairs. It seemed that this was where they wanted to eat.
Wang Yu said something to the waiter again, and the waiter nodded and took notes before leaving.
Through the curtain, Qu Zhiheng looked at the flickering pavilions on the lake and asked, "Are those pavilions the same as ours?"
"Yes, they are all the same. How do you feel? Does it feel good? Do you feel different eating Western food in an octagonal pavilion with a pure oriental atmosphere?" Wang Yu asked after sitting down.
Qu Zhiheng smiled: "Indeed, it feels a bit weird."
Wang Yu rolled her eyes at Qu Zhiheng with an angry look and said nothing. But the look she gave him seemed to express endless resentment, complaining that Qu Zhiheng didn't understand the charm.
It didn't take long and the waiter brought red wine, steak, appetizers, and vegetable salad.
After the waiter left, Wang Yu turned off the light in the pavilion with a "bang" sound, picked up the lighter on the table, and lit the candle on the candlestick. Qu Zhiheng suddenly realized that no wonder the pavilion in the distance was
It seems to be flickering, and feelings are like candles, right?
After the candles were lit, Qu Zhiheng could clearly feel that the atmosphere was indeed a little different. But, would it be too ambiguous? A candlelight dinner with a woman whom he had met for the first time?
The red wine had already been opened. Wang Yu added wine to Qu Zhiheng's and his own glasses, and said, "Here, let's have a drink."
When Qu Zhiheng saw Wang Yu waiting for him with a wine glass, he couldn't help but pick up the wine glass and touch it with her, and then took a sip. At this scene, he, who didn't seem to know how to taste wine, couldn't help but start tasting wine.
"How is it? Can you taste this wine?" Wang Yu asked with a smile after seeing Qu Zhiheng's appearance.
Qu Zhiheng's face turned red and he said: "I don't know how to taste wine, I just think it tastes very sour and astringent."
"Fool, of course dry red tastes like this. However, after it becomes sour, you will taste a different taste. You can only taste that taste by yourself, others cannot tell you." Wang Yu said with a smile: "
Let’s have a meal.”
Thus began a strange and ambiguous candlelight dinner. Wang Yu's talkativeness and broad knowledge once again allowed Qu Zhiheng to see the strength of this woman.
Qu Zhiheng, who had been thinking about finishing the dinner and leaving as soon as possible, unknowingly chatted with Wang Yu for a long time in this atmosphere. Until the bottle of red wine was drained, Wang Yu asked for another bottle of red wine.