It was through chatting that the squad leader named Zhang Ping, not Zhang Peng.

When the four of them arrived at the entrance of the Dihuang Hotel, Liu Bin couldn't help but admire the luxury of the hotel and its huge doorstep, which was the most eye-catching and dazzling on the entire street.

Jiang Xinyan and Zhang Ping were a little worried, Yu Miao looked carefree and looked like a big eater. Liu Bin smiled slightly and saw that the welcome guests had opened the door and entered the hotel first.

Jiang Xinyan swallowed what he wanted to say, and followed Liu Bin with Yu Miao and walked into the hotel.

"Hello, sir, do you have a reservation?" The tall and good-looking woman came over and asked politely, looking at her clothes, she should belong to the front desk manager, not the waiter.

"No, I heard that Dihuang Hotel is very famous. There are several dishes that are famous in China. I decided to come and try it out temporarily." Several people stood still and looked at the interior of the hotel with luxurious decoration, giving people a magnificent feeling.

"Oh, that's it. Now the hotel is at the restaurant, there is only a single room left. Sir, you guys?"

Liu Bin raised four fingers and the front hall manager showed a look of embarrassment.

"I heard that private rooms have a minimum consumption, don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you. Although we have few people, we have a lot of appetite." After Liu Bin joked, the front desk manager also heard the meaning.

Although the young man in front of him was dressed ordinary, he gave people an unspeakable feeling.

There is no difference between monks and ordinary people’s appearance, but the temperament exudes by monks themselves is more afraid to be despised than some superiors.

Jiang Xinyan met Liu Bin for a long time, but he didn't feel this way. This is because Liu Bin is low-key and easy-going and has not released all his momentum.

"Okay, please come here!" The front hall manager bowed slightly, and led Liu Bin and others into it.

The Dihuang Hotel does not have a lobby and a balcony, all of them are private rooms. However, the sizes are different. The small bag bottom is 2,888 yuan, the medium bag bottom is 5,888 yuan, and the large bag bottom is 8,888 yuan.

Such consumption level is not a top-notch existence in Shangjing. Restaurants are different from some clubs. You can’t just spend money. A bottle of wine in the club may cost more than 8,888 yuan.

There are also people who come to Dihuang Hotel to eat, like Liu Bin. Although there are few people, they can fully meet the hotel consumption.

Liu

When Bin entered the private room, he found that it was a twelve-person middle bag. The front desk manager briefly mentioned it. Seeing that Liu Bin's face did not change, he secretly guessed in his heart that he should be a hidden rich second generation.

The front hall manager signaled the waiter to bring the menu and handed it to each person one.

Jiang Xinyan and others looked over the menu and looked at it, and their faces were a little bad, especially the top-quality Buddha Jumping the Wall on the menu homepage, which costs 3,288 yuan per serving.

I originally thought this was the most expensive dish in Dihuang Hotel, but the more I turned back, the more embarrassed the expressions of the few people became. The second dish was lobster omelette, which was priced at 6,888 yuan.

After looking through a few pages, Liu Bin felt that Di Huang’s consumption was not low. If he were the ones before, he would probably not even dare to enter the gate.

A few days ago, I completed a arrest with Xia Qingyun, and the bonus alone was 5 million. Before I came, I received a notice from Xia Qingyun that there would be another arrest operation tomorrow, which means that there would be another bonus soon, which would be included in Liu Bin's card.

This means that in the next few years, Liu Bin can live a very prosperous life even if he doesn't use Tiannan's funds, but the consumption of Dihuang is indeed a bit expensive.

Some of the dishes behind are not the same. There are also dishes worth hundreds of yuan, with a mid-pack and a bottom of 5,888 yuan. Four people ordered ordinary dishes, but they could not taste the specialty.

If you want to taste the special dishes on the previous pages, you may not have tens of thousands of yuan today and you won’t be able to taste it.

Yu Miao, who was originally a wealthy family, also regretted it. On the first day, he saw Liu Bin. It was a bit bad for eating like this. After all, he was a college student. He looked at Zhang Ping and said, "Liu Bin, why don't we eat in the same family?"

"Yes, I can't afford it, leave quickly and don't take up the private room." Without Liu Bin's answer, a discordant voice sounded from the door of the private room.

A tall and thin young man stood at the door, holding a cigarette in his mouth and spitting out a cigarette, with a disgusting expression on his face. He looked at Liu Bin and others, as if he was looking at a beggar.

There were several men and women behind the tall and thin young man, all with similar expressions.

"Order the dishes, this... four portions, this, this one is four portions!" Liu Bin said without raising his head, snapping his fingers.

"You guys, it seems like they are just a few poor students. Don't eat a tycoon meal just to show off." The tall and thin young man saw that Liu Bin had already started ordering dishes, and he was a familiar person as the Emperor Huang.

The guest, knowing the price of several dishes Liu Bin ordered, so he said sarcastically.

"Liu Bin..." Several people stared at them at the door of the private room. Zhang Ping wanted to dissuade Liu Bin, but for the sake of face, he only called Liu Bin's name.

"Sorry, you guys, please order too, don't just ask me to order." Liu Bin said with disgust.

When Liu Bin saw a few classmates' expressions, he knew that they could not order food and their concerns.

So I ordered more than a dozen dishes in one breath, and some dishes were still one for each person, and finally ordered two bottles of red wine from 1982.

Jiang Xinyan and others calculated that this meal could not be paid without 300,000 yuan. The smile on Yu Miao's face had long disappeared, and he changed from a big eater to worrying that Liu Bin could not afford the order.

"Beauty, we don't like being disturbed by flies when we eat." Liu Bin said to the front hall manager who took them into the private room.

"Uh... OK." The front hall manager was also at a loss when Liu Bin ordered the dishes and hesitated to respond a little.

However, I was still worried in my heart. I bit my lip and chose to believe that Liu Bin could afford it. Otherwise, if I really had to be eaten by the King of Kings, I would be blamed by the hotel owner. If I think so, I might be fired.

"Damn it, will you give you a face?" The tall and thin young man saw Liu Bin ordering dishes calmly, regardless of whether the other party was eating a king-salt meal or not, the private room was gone now. When he heard Liu Bin compare himself to a fly, his face suddenly turned ugly.

"Sir, please..."

"Please mom, you're a ball, what's the right to talk to me here!" The tall and thin young man scolded, not because the front desk manager was a beauty, giving him any face.

"I'll ask your boss, I want to ask Huang Zuoqu, is this private room for us or you, the kid who eats the king's meal?" A girl behind the tall and thin young man shouted, and seemed to be familiar with the hotel owner.

The front hall manager was scolded and had a smile on his face, so he dared not offend him. The owner of the Dihuang Hotel was named Huang Zuoqu. According to the previous method of handling such matters, he called the security guard and bombarded the group of people. If he couldn't solve the problem, he would call the police directly.

But the woman behind the tall and thin young man opened her mouth and called out the boss's name. The front desk manager was at a loss for a moment. Although there was a smile on his face, his eyes turned to Liu Bin.
Chapter completed!