Eight Hundred and Sixty. I Can only Watch...

I can only watch...

"We were worried that the gangsters would retaliate against Lele and me when they got off the plane, but we didn't expect that Boss Zhu would take the first step and help us solve the trouble..." Wang Mei said helplessly: "After that, Boss Zhu invited me We couldn’t refuse to have dinner with Lele, so we had a meal together.”

"Is he pursuing Huang Lele?" Yang Ming interjected and asked.

"Well, yes, I only discovered it recently." Wang Mei said: "Boss Zhu only showed us the friendliness between friends before. He would often take the flight that Lele and I were on, and then after getting off the plane, Boss Zhu always invites Lele and me to dinner."

"What's Huang Lele's attitude?" Yang Ming didn't care about this, he just wanted to ask Huang Lele what he thought. Although the two are now lovers, the foundation of their relationship is not very solid, and Yang Ming doesn't want anyone to take advantage of it.

"After Huang Lele knew what Boss Zhu meant, he became a little alienated from him." Wang Mei said: "Lele doesn't like people like Boss Zhu. Boss Zhu doesn't know Lele's family background, so he always takes the opportunity to Showing wealth in front of him made Lele think this person was vulgar."

Yang Ming was speechless after hearing this. Although he didn't know what Huang Lele's family was doing, how could he be poor when there was such a big Warwick Casino? Showing wealth in front of Huang Lele is like playing tricks on Guan Gong.

"But I'm quite puzzled. You're a bigger celebrity than Boss Zhu, so why does Lele fall in love with you?" After the conversation at the dinner table and several glasses of red wine, Wang Mei gradually relaxed. , in her opinion, Yang Ming is still very easy-going, but she thinks of him too seriously, so now she can joke about it.

"I don't have it... Look, I'm drinking free red wine. How can Zhu Youhua show off?" Yang Ming pointed to the red wine on the table with a wry smile.

"Hehe, I'm talking about other aspects of showmanship, but to be honest, if it weren't for Zhang Bin, maybe I would have fallen in love with you too." Wang Mei said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense. Zhang Bin will chop me with a knife tonight!" Yang Ming also laughed.

"I can't, boss. I don't want to go into the police station again..." Zhang Bin said with a sad look on his face.

All three of them laughed heartily.

Zhu Youhua just came back from the bar. Behind him was a waiter from the restaurant.

"I said. What interesting things did everyone say? They were smiling so happily. Tell me about it too?" Zhu Youhua sat down very familiarly.

Then he said.

"It's nothing." Wang Mei shook his head: "What do you want? Actually, you don't need too much land. We all have enough."

"That's alright. I'm treating you. I want more!" Zhu Youhua waved his hand and said, "I want a bottle of Lafite of Two Thousand Years and a few desserts. You can order something for Lele."

Then, the waiter placed the menu in front of Wang Mei.

Wang Mei flipped through the menu, and under Zhu Youhua's persuasion, she reluctantly ordered a few of Huang Lele's favorite desserts, and then returned the menu to the waiter.

"By the way, buddy, let me discuss something with you." After the waiter left, Zhu Youhua turned around and said to Yang Ming.

"Oh? What's the matter?" Yang Ming was eating a piece of lamb chop. When he heard Zhu Youhua's question, he spit out the bones in his mouth and said to himself: "This lamb chop is grilled well!"

"How about you go sit at the table next to you later?" Zhu Youhua pointed to an empty table next to him and said.

"Go to the side? Why?" Yang Ming asked pretending not to know, but he wanted to see what Zhu Youhua was doing.

"A friend will be here soon, and we can't sit here." Zhu Youhua spread the table and said. He had never met Yang Ming before, and had never heard Wang Mei or Huang Lele mention this person, so he subconsciously thought that Yang Ming must be Zhang Bin's friend and did not know Huang Lele.

However, in fact, Yang Ming is Zhang Bin's friend, but he is very familiar with Huang Lele.

"Oh, but I'm not full yet." Yang Ming continued to eat the lamb chops.

"That's okay, just go to that table and eat. Whatever you want to eat, you can ask for it, and I'll pay for it!" Zhu Youhua promised, patting his chest.

"Really? Can I have some more of what I like to eat?" Yang Ming asked pretending to be surprised.

"Of course, as I said, I'm treating you!" Zhu Youhua said generously.

"Oh... this sounds like a good suggestion!" Yang Ming swallowed the mutton chops in his mouth, and then said with some worry: "Are you really treating me?"

"Of course it's true." Zhu Youhua didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He thought Yang Ming was a poor man and was afraid that if he ate at another table, he would have to pay for it alone, so he said, "Ask Miss Wang Mei, when did you not eat with me? I'll pay?"

"Wang Mei and I just met." Yang Ming said, "I'm still a little suspicious. If you don't pay the bill soon, wouldn't I be fooled?"

"Hey, I've never seen someone so careful like you..." Zhu Youhua grinned widely, then pointed at the service

"So, I left my credit card with the waiter, and now, I pay for both tables!"

Then, Zhu Youhua took out his credit card and handed it to the waiter.

"That's it, I'm relieved!" Yang Ming nodded and said with satisfaction.

Zhu Youhua has never seen such a petty-minded person, but thinking about it, Yang Ming is probably not a wealthy person. He is probably Wang Mei or Zhang Bin's treat when he comes here to eat. He is just here to have a meal. He even eats mutton chops. The person who enjoys it cannot be a rich person.

Under the surprised looks of Zhang Bin and Wang Mei, Yang Ming directly picked up his coat and sat at a table for two people not far away, leaving the original table for four people vacant.

Zhang Bin and Wang Mei don't know what Yang Ming is doing. Is there something wrong? Huang Lele was Yang Ming's woman, so she actually let her go? This doesn’t seem like Yang Ming’s character either.

In Zhang Bin's opinion, this guy actually dared to take advantage of Huang Lele. Yang Ming didn't kick him out, but he actually gave up his seat to him? But since the person involved, Yang Ming, is willing, what else can the two of them say?

Yang Ming called the waiter and ordered again. The waiter also received Zhu Youhua's guarantee just now, so he directly opened the menu in Zhu Youhua's name.

"I want two pan-fried foie gras, two steaks with white bamboo shoots..." Yang Ming directly ordered the more expensive ones this time. When ordering just now, Yang Ming asked Zhang Bin and Wang Mei to order more expensive dishes, but the two of them I felt that Yang Ming had already worked hard enough for the two of them, and I was embarrassed to ask Yang Ming to spend more money. Moreover, Wang Mei took the initiative to pay for the food, so Yang Ming could only choose some cheap things.

But now, Yang Ming doesn't want to save money for that Zhu Youhua. This guy is pretending, so just pretend. Anyway, Yang Ming is not so kind to save money for him.

"One more bottle... Well, what year of red wine do you have here? Do you have any of the 1982 wine?" Yang Ming asked.

"Sorry sir, there are no ones from 1982." The waiter said.

"What year is the earliest one?" Yang Ming asked.

"Can I have a 90-year-old Lafite?" the waiter asked.

"Okay, how much?" Yang Ming asked.

"Sixty-six thousand and eight," the waiter replied.

"Then let's have a bottle." Yang Ming said.

"Okay..." The waiter sweated. This guy is really good at ordering. You can't treat others like this. But the more he consumes, the more commission the waiter will get. It’s too late for him to be happy, so why would he meddle in other people’s business?

However, in order to fear that Zhu Youhua would default on the final bill, the waiter decided to say hello to Zhu Youhua.

"Sir, the gentleman over there just asked for these dishes, would you like to take a look at them?" the waiter came to Zhu Youhua's side and asked.

Zhu Youhua is asking Wang Mei about Huang Lele's current situation and when Huang Lele will fly to the East China Sea recently. Which flight can he take? How can he have time to talk to the waiter? So he said with some displeasure: "Do you still need to look at this? I have already put my credit card with you, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm sorry, sir." The waiter said to himself, ***, I kindly remind you that you are pretending to be cool with me, so forget it, just don't cry for a while. He bowed respectfully and left quickly, but he felt very contemptuous in his heart.

It didn't take long for Huang Lele to come. Today, Huang Lele is wearing a light blue cheongsam-style cotton-padded jacket. She looks particularly cute, just like the porcelain doll on TV that greets everyone in the New Year.

Although Zhu Youhua was talking to Wang Mei, he kept glancing at the room at the door. When he saw Huang Lele coming, he was overjoyed. He stood up and waved to Huang Lele: "Lele, here!"

After Huang Lele came in, she naturally greeted Wang Mei in the hall. When she saw the table of Wang Mei, Zhang Bin, and Zhu Youhua, she frowned slightly and thought to herself, why isn't it Yang Ming?

She originally thought that when Wang Mei asked her to come out for dinner, Yang Ming would be there, but now... Huang Lele was confused when she suddenly saw a table for two people not far from Wang Mei's table, and Yang Ming was sitting there. !

Huang Lele suddenly showed a happy smile and walked quickly towards the table.

When Zhu Youhua saw Huang Lele coming, he stood up like a gentleman, pulled out the seat next to him, and waited for Huang Lele to come. Zhu Youhua deliberately posed in a pose that he thought was very handsome, standing there, waiting for the beauty to arrive.

However, Huang Lele seemed not to have seen it. When he passed by Zhu Youhua, he did not stop at all. Instead, he passed him directly and came to Yang Ming's dining table. He opened the door opposite to Yang Ming as he thought. He opened a chair and sat on it easily.

"Ah...what...what...?" Zhu Youhua felt that his brain was short-circuited for a moment. He didn't know what happened or what was going on. He could only stare at what happened...