After hearing his announcement, a row of people turned around and saw a familiar figure appearing on the road.
"Doctor Tao, have you bought them dinner?" Wei Tianlang called.
Tao Zhijie had just arrived. He was stunned for a moment when he heard this and then showed an enigmatic smile: "It shouldn't be me, it's Xiao Song. I saw the car Xiao Song was riding in."
Then a taxi drove in front of everyone, and Song Xuelin got out of the back seat, looking the same as before, carrying a brown literary briefcase on his shoulder. Behind the taxi he was sitting in, a silver van followed, with the hotel's logo on the outside.
logo Xingyue, turned into the community according to the guidance.
"Go upstairs and eat, it's cold." Cao Yong said to everyone.
The weather was quite cold, and the howling north wind made people shiver. But everyone was having a good time together, no one felt cold, they just felt hot all over. The group of people walked upstairs talking and laughing.
The hotel staff who brought dinner filled a large table with delicacies.
The aroma of the food caused the diners around the table to drool for something to eat. People who had eaten dinner were reluctant to leave and couldn't help but become greedy. No one can resist delicious food, and people are food-oriented.
Wei Tianlang stopped being polite, pulled up a chair and squeezed into the middle, and said frankly: "I want to taste this. I have never been to Xingyue Hotel before, and I have never eaten his food. I just remember that everyone said their food
The kitchen is on par with international seven-star hotels.”
Xingyue Hotel is a famous five-star hotel in the capital. It may be because the customer base is sufficient and the business volume is sufficient, so people can make money, so there is no need to do dine-in business. The hotel kitchen is only responsible for entertaining hotel guests, resulting in
People outside who have never stayed at Xingyue have been coveting the legendary delicacies of this hotel for a long time.
According to rumors, as Wei Tianlang said, Xingyue's chef's cooking skills are top-notch and are among the best among hotels in the capital area.
"Tell me, is he the son of a hotel tycoon?" He Xiangyu leaned against the ear of senior sister Liu Jingyun, pointing at Song Xuelin who was sitting there and making a bold guess.
Liu Jingyun tilted her head and thought, indeed, if Xingyue can deliver food specifically, the relationship between this person and Xingyue is definitely not shallow. The news that Song Xuelin is a rich second generation is not surprising, everyone has heard about it.
What's surprising is that Song Xuelin allowed Xingyue to deliver food.
"Dr. Song, thank you." Wei Tianlang said to Song Xuelin on behalf of a large group of people who wanted to try the delicious food.
"You're welcome." Song Xuelin spat out these three words lightly. Suddenly, he turned his face towards Xie Wanying and asked, "Doctor Xie, do you think the dish I ordered suits your taste?"
Xie Wanying was stunned for two seconds: Doctor Song, did you bring me food specifically?
Of course it is. Song Xuelin nodded his chin.
Dr. Xie is usually most concerned about whether he has eaten or not. He thought that Dr. Xie was very powerful in what happened tonight and there was no need for him to take action, but he probably forgot to eat like him, so he returned the favor by bringing him food.
Xie Wanying: Dr. Song, you are too polite...
The most she ever did was treat her to noodle soup at KFC, and they brought meals worth several thousand yuan at a time.
You're welcome, the tips for a small meal add up to a lot. Song Xuelin's eyes said that he was no worse than her in wheel arithmetic.
Xie Wanying turned around: I accepted it. Doctor Song is better than her in terms of two-dimensional arithmetic.
"Eat." Huang Zhilei on the opposite side waved his chopsticks to the junior sister and said that there is no need to be polite to Song Cat. Normally, junior sister is very nice to Song Cat, and Song Cat should give him a meal.
