About two hours later, everyone entered the city of Pingshan. Under the guidance of the navigation system, the three cars quickly arrived at the entrance of the Days Inn.
After everyone got off the car, they couldn't help but take a look at the luxurious behemoth in front of them.
"It's so majestic!"
“It’s indeed quite impressive. This is my first time eating in a place like this. I don’t need to make this trip.”
"Nice place, no, I have to take a photo as a souvenir. I am also someone who has had a great meal in a five-star hotel."
"I'll take a picture of you first, and then you take a picture of me."
"no problem……"
"I have to take photos too..."
A burst of noisy sounds came from the place where the braided man's younger brothers were, and then they competed to take pictures.
Seeing this scene, the braided man frowned tightly, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his face.
"What the hell, a bunch of people who have never seen the world! You're really embarrassing me!" the man with pigtails said coldly.
"Ahua, go tell them and ask them to restrain themselves and don't embarrass me!" the boy with the pigtails told Huang Mao next to him.
In Wang Changxi's house, the yellow man who had a tough relationship with Wang Changlin was named Ahua, and he was the driver of the pigtailed man.
"Okay, boss." Ah Hua replied, and then angrily walked towards the group of people taking photos next to the Jinbei car.
After Ah Hua left, the braided man murmured to himself, "The five-star hotels in this city are really different from the five-star hotels in the county."
At this moment, he felt another hand gently pat his shoulder from behind. The man with the pigtails turned around and saw Zhang Fan behind him.
"What are you talking about?" Zhang Fan looked at the man with pigtails and asked.
"Nothing to say." The pigtailed man smacked his mouth. Then, he suddenly thought of something. He looked at Zhang Fan and asked tentatively, "Did you hear what I just said?"
Hearing the pigtailed man's words, Zhang Fan smiled dumbly.
Seeing the smile on Zhang Fan's face, the pigtailed man's heart trembled slightly. From this point of view, the other party probably heard what he just said. In that case, he would look very low.
"I didn't hear that." Zhang Fan smiled and shook his head.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the braided man breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, his chest unconsciously straightened up and he became a little more confident.
"Let's go in." Zhang Fan pointed in the direction of the hotel entrance.
"Since I'm inviting you to dinner, you should do it first." The man with the pigtail made an invitation gesture, pretending to be a very gentleman.
A faint smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face, and he took the lead in walking towards the hotel.
Soon, everyone entered the hotel. After seeing Zhang Fan, the security guard at the door said respectfully: "Mr. Zhang, you are here..."
Not everyone in this hotel knows Zhang Fan, but at least half of the people know Zhang Fan, and this security guard is one of the half.
Seeing the security guard being so respectful to Zhang Fan and following Zhang Fan, everyone including the braided man was slightly shocked. The same thought flashed through everyone's mind at the same time. Could it be that Zhang Fan is a frequent visitor here?
From the heart of the braided man, he is very unwilling to accept it.
Zhang Fan is a frequent visitor here, so he quickly rejected his idea. The security guard is the lowest-level person in this hotel. It doesn't mean anything that he knows Zhang Fan. Moreover, there is another possibility, that is
The two of them were in the same social class, and their contact and acquaintance were probably not in a hotel, but in other low-level places.
After everyone entered the hotel lobby, they went directly to the front desk.
When the sweet-looking girl at the front desk saw Zhang Fan, her eyes lit up slightly and she smiled sweetly and said, "Mr. Zhang, you are here."
Zhang Fan smiled politely and nodded.
The little girl at the front desk also knew Zhang Fan, which made everyone more determined in their previous thoughts, except of course the man with pigtails. He still stubbornly believed that Zhang Fan was a low-class person who could only interact with security guards and the front desk!
"Are you guys staying or eating?" At this moment, the little girl at the front desk asked.
"For dinner, open a large private room for us." Zhang Fan said.
"Okay, Mr. Zhang, there are fourteen of you in total. I will give you a private room for fifteen people, room 402." The front desk said.
"Okay." Zhang Fan nodded slightly.
Under the guidance of another waiter, Zhang Fan and the others arrived at the private room. The men of the pigtailed man looked at the magnificent private room in front of them and exclaimed unconsciously.
The man with the pigtails glanced at his men with disgust.
Everyone sat down, and Zhang Fan casually took the most important seat in the room.
Seeing this scene, the braided man couldn't help but frown slightly.
Zhang Fan saw the change in the pigtailed man's expression, looked at the pigtailed man and asked, "What? You don't want to anymore?"
The man with the pigtails just looked at Zhang Fan quietly and said nothing.
"You invited me over for dinner. I'm a guest. I'm going to take the host's seat. Is there anything wrong with that?" Zhang Fan asked.
Faced with Zhang Fan's question, he really didn't know how to answer it. Usually when inviting people to dinner, the guests would be given the most important position. This was normal. The man with the pigtails had to hold his nose and sit on the secondary host's seat.
Soon the waiter brought up the menu and handed it to Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan looked at the waiter, pointed at the man with pigtails sitting next to him and said, "Show it to him first."
"Okay, sir." The waiter responded and handed the menu to the man with the braid.
The man with the pigtails took the menu and opened it. When he opened the menu, his first feeling was that it was expensive! His second feeling was that it was really expensive!
The expression of the man with pigtails changed. Seeing this scene, a faint smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face, and then he took the menu from the man with pigtails.
"Is there an 82-year-old Lafite?" Zhang Fan looked at the waiter and asked.
Hearing Zhang Fan's question, the braided man's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and some cold sweat broke out from behind. He knew that the 1982 Lafite was very expensive, and it seemed that he could buy a BMW five.
Tie.
"Sir, we really don't have this kind of wine here," the waiter said.
Hearing the waiter's answer, the man with the pigtails breathed a long sigh of relief. It was great.
"Then there should be ones from other years, right?" Zhang Fan asked.
"Yes," the waiter replied. "It's from 2003."
On the wine list, Lafite 2003
The price tag is fifteen thousand.
"The fourteen of us are all relatively good drinkers. Let's start with twelve bottles." Zhang Fan said.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the waiter subconsciously turned her attention to the man with pigtails. She also saw that the person treating today was the man with pigtails. This waiter was new and did not know Zhang Fan.
"Don't look at him, he is very rich. He brought us here today just to be cool. This little money is nothing to him." Zhang Fan said.
Then, Zhang Fan turned his attention to the man with pigtails and asked, "Am I right?"