Chapter 887 Lying on the Gun

Chapter 887: Lie at gunpoint

Fang Yang lowered his head and saw that it said steak, lobster, etc., all of which were various ingredients. This was the first time he had seen such a strange way of ordering food, and he was confused.

Xu Meng sat next to him and said softly: "You cross out the ingredients you don't like, and then the chef will make a set meal for you.

The food here is very fresh, and it is very good to ensure the different dining needs of the guests. "

Fang Yang suddenly realized it, but after looking at it, it seemed that there was nothing he didn't want to eat, so he handed it to the waiter directly.

After all three of them had ordered their meals, Fang Yang sighed: "It's indeed a good idea. Why doesn't anyone in our country learn from it?"

Fang Miaomiao revealed the secret: "First of all, you have to ensure that the ingredients are absolutely fresh. There is a complete ingredient supply and rotation system to ensure that losses are minimized.

It would be impossible to do this without years of professional management and accumulation. Therefore, what you can think of may not necessarily be possible. "

Soon, the appetizers were lemon jelly, caviar and fresh cream, followed closely by the emperor fish sashimi with green peppers, green asparagus with morels, deep-sea scallops with herb cream sauce, and pan-fried bone-in lamb chops with mushroom sauce. .

The last ones served were pan-fried foie gras, black olives, lychee and brioche bread, broccoli and pecorino cheese, lava chocolate cake and lemon tart, and a bottle of royal salute was opened.

Fang Yang looked at the dinner plate in front of him: "I suddenly miss the big meat buns that cost one yuan a piece at Jinmen Wharf..."

Xu Meng had just taken a sip of red wine and almost spit it out due to Fang Yang's teasing. She quickly took out a napkin and covered her mouth with her mouth and coughed for a while:

"Ahem, do you want to be such a disgrace to the scenery? You should really be made to eat meat buns for the rest of your life!"

Fang Yang spread his hands innocently: "I just expressed my true thoughts..."

Fang Miaomiao raised his glass: "You two, please stop talking. It's rare to get together in a foreign country. Come on, cheers!"

"Cheers!" The three of them raised their glasses and drank up the red wine in the glasses.

I have to admit, although there was a little less food on the plate, the taste and environment were definitely top-notch.

Just halfway through eating, I heard someone saying hello to Xu Meng: "Mengmeng, you come to eat too."

Xu Meng looked up and saw Song Mengting walking side by side with a blond and blue-eyed Western beauty: "Mengting? When did you come back?"

"Ella is coming of age today. I am her best friend, so of course I want to come back to celebrate."

While talking, Song Mengting saw Fang Yang sitting opposite Xu Meng, and was obviously stunned for a moment: "Fang Yang?! Why did you come to NY?"

"I can only say that this world is too small." Fang Yang shook his head and swallowed the caviar in his mouth: "If I said that I would go out to negotiate business and attract investment, would you believe it?"

"Believe, as long as you say it, I believe it." Song Mengting took her friend and sat down next to her, and introduced to Fang Yang: "This is my best friend, Ella, Bulunge."

Fang Yang nodded politely: "Hello, nice to meet you."

Ella is tall and has a hotter figure than Xu Meng. She wears a well-cut blue dress. Long hair is tied up high. Wearing a ruby ​​necklace on her snow-white pink neck.

Ella sat down at the dining table with an elegant posture, and looked at Fang Yang with bright big eyes: "Are you the Fang Yang that Mengting is obsessed with recently? She thinks very highly of you."

Fang Yang said with a smile: "I just did what I should do, nothing special."

Ella raised her eyebrows: "It seems that you are very confident. But in front of ladies, shouldn't it be better to be more modest?"

Fang Yang replied: "I don't feel that I am rude. If you don't have confidence, how can you succeed?"

Fang Miaomiao sat next to Fang Yang and said softly: "Ella's father is Mark Bloung. He is the current mayor of NY."

"Oh? Is that the so-called richest man with the most power?" Fang Yang was a little surprised. He didn't expect Ella to have such a background.

Ella was sitting opposite. Although she didn't hear what they were saying, she could guess that it was related to herself, and she was somewhat unhappy: "As a gentleman, it is impolite to talk about others behind their backs."

"No, no, no, I just want to know more about Miss Ella." After Fang Yang finished speaking, he didn't want to get too entangled with her, and turned to Song Mengting:

"You have such a friend. I believe she can help you more than me, right? Isn't it better to sacrifice the good and the bad?"

Song Mengting sighed: "Ella has helped me a lot. Without her, I might not even have the chance I have now.

But now Song is ready to turn her focus to the country. Even if she has the intention, she has no good solution. "

Ella obviously didn't have a very good impression of Fang Yang. After all, Fang Yang was just casually wearing a plaid shirt, which was still far behind those well-dressed elites.

Although Fang Yang's figure is not bad, in the Western world, he might not be very attractive. Five big and three thick muscles can be seen everywhere.

Ella raised her hand and looked at the time: "Mengting, let's order something to eat first. We have to go to the SPA later, or we won't have enough time."

Song Mengting also saw that Aila didn't seem to be getting along with Fang Yang, and said apologetically: "Then you eat first, and we will talk later."

Fang Yang didn't say anything: "Okay, we'll be leaving soon."

Just as Ella and Song Mengting were about to get up and leave, they heard a breathy voice: "Oh, my dear Princess Ella, I didn't expect that we could meet here. Is this a gift from God?"

Fang Yang glanced slightly and saw a young white man in his mid-twenties, wearing a white suit and pink tie, walking over with several bodyguards.

Although I was dissatisfied, after all, it was Ella who I was looking for by name. I didn’t want to be unhappy, so I just lowered my head and competed with the emperor fish sashimi in front of me.

Speaking of this kind of delicacy, it tastes very delicious. Unfortunately, for a paranoid man like Fang Yang who is used to Chinese food, he always thinks that it is more secure to eat cooked food.

Ella originally wanted to get up, but when she saw the person coming, she sat still again: "Richie, I am having dinner with my friends, please don't pester me all the time, okay?"

Richie glanced at her wantonly and said arrogantly: "Oh, my princess, your friend seems not worthy of your status at all. Maybe you should have dinner with your prince."

Ella's face had completely turned down: "Richie! I made it very clear! You are not my prince, and I am not your princess!

Maybe you are excellent and successful, but you are not my type! So please don't harass me again! "

"I'm not your type? So what type do you like? As far as I know, you have never attended a party of the opposite sex."

Richie's eyes paused and fell on Fang Yang: "Do you like this kind of dirtbag from the countryside? God, this is simply terrible!"

Out of an intuition, Fang Yang instinctively realized that he might be at risk again. Sure enough, Ella nodded:

"You're right, I just like bumpkins like this. This is my right and you have no right to interfere! Can you leave now?"