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Chapter 081 This deflated, eating too suffocating

Chapter 081: This guy is too tired to eat.

The night was dark and the northwest wind was blowing heartlessly, but no matter how cold the weather was, it could not stop the increasingly prosperous neon lights and feasting of the city.

This was Zhuge Chu's first time to have dinner at Xinan Hotel. Seeing how well-versed Wang Na was, he felt uncomfortable for no reason.

Entering the private room, Zhuge Chu gritted his teeth and sat on the main seat. Peng Yuanzheng originally wanted to make a meal, but he didn't say anything when he saw Zhuge Chu taking the lead.

Ma Zi sat as a companion, while Peng Yuanzheng and Zhou Dayong sat on either side of Zhuge Chu, one on the left and one on the right, divided into host and guest and secondary guest. As for Wang Na, she sat on the side as the principal companion.

Zhuge Chu was about to grab the recipe and say a few polite words to Zhou Dayong, but Wang Na didn't even look at the recipe and ordered the dishes with the waiter in detail.

"Hibiscus Vermicelli Shrimp, Conch Porridge, Spicy Black Bean Sauce with Razor Clam Meat, Barbecued Squid Tendons, Braised Abalone with Tomato Sauce, Boiled Australian Lobster, Spicy Drunken Crab, Small Tubes of Chives, Scallops with Spinach..." Wang Na ordered in one go.

There were more than a dozen Xin'an Hotel's signature seafood dishes, and then he looked at Zhuge Chuan and said with a smile, "How about some more meat dishes?"

Zhuge Chuo sat there and listened, his face turning green.

Although he has never eaten most of these seafood, the prices are not cheap. A table of seafood like this costs several hundred yuan? How much is his monthly salary?

Zhuge Tuo moved his lips and forced a smile, "Wang Na, you are so serious. Order all seafood, how about some meat dishes instead? Zhou Ke, is that possible?"

Zhou Dayong shrugged, "It doesn't matter, I'm not picky about food, I can do anything."

Wang Na said oh, turned around and waved to the waitress, "A few more meat dishes, choose the famous ones in your store. Two packs of cigarettes, a bottle of dry red, and a bottle of Laimao."

The corners of Zhuge Tuo's mouth trembled obviously.

During the banquet, it was really lively. Wang Na, Ma Zi and even Zhou Dayong all asked Peng Yuanzheng to drink. However, Zhuge Chuo, the host, sat there as if on pins and needles and his face became more and more awkward. He took advantage of the opportunity to go to the toilet.

, I asked the waiter, this meal with wine and food costs nearly 1,000 yuan. Unfortunately, he only had less than 800 yuan in his pocket. How could he pay the bill?

Therefore, every time Zhuge Chu drank a sip of wine or ate a bite of vegetables, his heart ached as if his heart was being cut out. After eating one meal, two or three months' salary was gone. What a fucking coward!

Zhuge Chu scolded Wang Na into a pile of mud in his heart, but he was a mute and couldn't explain the pain of eating Coptis chinensis.

He could only sneak out to use the bathroom, and then called his brother-in-law and asked him to send some money.

In any case, in front of Zhou Dayong and Wang Na, he couldn't be a coward. This meal had to be settled. Otherwise, where should he put his face as a department leader?

Wang Na drank a bottle of dry red wine by herself, and even asked for another bottle before she was satisfied. And one bottle of white wine for Peng Yuanzheng and four men was obviously not enough, so Wang Na asked for two more bottles in one mouthful.

Zhuge Tiao sat there with cold sweat on his forehead, and his heart was bleeding.

When this slut opens her mouth, she will lose a lot of money, just like that.





After having enough wine and food, the group dispersed. Everyone was a little drunk. Zhou Dayong put his arm around Peng Yuanzheng's shoulders and murmured in Peng Yuanzheng's ears without knowing what he was talking about. Wang Na was drunk and hazy.

He was walking at the back, twisting his plump buttocks. As for Ma Zi, he had already escaped early because he was too drunk.

Zhuge Chu was the soberest, he drank the least, but his steps were the heaviest. The closer he walked to the cashier, the more his legs felt like lead.

When he arrived at the checkout counter, Zhuge Chu's voice was obviously trembling, "Miss, how much is the total bill for room 206?"

"Hello, sir, 206 - 756 yuan for food, 459 yuan for drinks and cigarettes, totaling 1,215 yuan, thank you." The sweet female cashier behind the checkout counter had already settled the account and quoted the amount directly.

Zhuge Chuo's face changed suddenly when he heard this, and his heart sank. He later asked his brother-in-law to give him 300 yuan to make up for one thousand yuan. He originally thought that one thousand yuan would be enough, but in the end——

He lay in front of the checkout counter and asked in a low voice with some embarrassment, "Miss, I'm sorry, did you make a mistake in the calculation?"

The female cashier frowned. People who come here to eat are really not like this. They usually just pay the bill directly.

The female cashier reluctantly threw the bill details to Zhuge Chu, and said unhappily, "Sir, please check carefully. We charge strictly according to the standards set by the Price Bureau, and there will never be any mistakes."

The accounts were of course correct, because Wang Na later ordered a lot of wine and drinks. As the largest and highest-end star-rated foreign-related hotel in Xin'an City, the consumption of Xin'an Hotel is of course very high.

With current prices, you can have a very good meal in an ordinary small restaurant for 100 yuan, but obviously not here. A bottle of dry red costs nearly 100 yuan, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Zhuge Chu looked at the bill, put his hands in his trousers pockets, and stood there in a stalemate. There were many people in the lobby, but Peng Yuanzheng and several people were standing not far away, looking at him. Zhuge Chu's face was turning red and he was extremely embarrassed, and he wished he could find him.

Drill into a crack in the ground.

Peng Yuanzheng frowned and strode over, but was grabbed by Wang Na.

Wang Na quietly handed over a hard card and whispered in Peng Yuanzheng's ear, "This is Dalong's VIP card. You can sign here. He just had someone send it over. Yuanzheng, please go and sign it."

, whatever you sign will work. I didn’t let Dalong sign the bill, just to make this kid feel uncomfortable——"

Wang Na pointed at Zhuge Chu and winked.

Peng Yuanzheng smiled and said, "No need, I have the money."

"It's nothing to do with just a thousand dollars - Dalong told me again and again, and he's waiting outside and will celebrate with you again tonight." Wang Na grabbed Peng Yuanzheng's arm and pushed his hand hard.

Riseka and Peng Yuanzheng hesitated for a moment. Seeing Zhou Dayong looking this way, they accepted the card and walked over.

Peng Yuanzheng walked to the cashier and handed over the card, "Miss, I will settle the bill for 206."

The female cashier took the card and immediately put on a bright smile. This is a VIP card issued by the hotel to some big customers in the city. It allows you to sign in the store without any consumption limit. People who hold this gold card,

Either rich or noble.

"Okay, sir, if you sign, you can waive the bill." The female cashier quickly wrote down the card number of the VIP card, and then handed a red bill to Peng Yuanzheng. Peng Yuanzheng swiped his signature on it.

Three big characters, and then smiled at Zhuge and said, "Okay, let's go, Chief Zhuge."

Zhuge Chu's face turned as red as pig liver. He looked at Peng Yuanzheng with an extremely complicated, shocked and envious look as he actually signed with the card for free consumption. He couldn't tell what it felt like.

.

This guy is actually so rich? Oh my god!

"Okay, okay." Zhuge Chu forced a smile and followed Peng Yuanzheng away.

As a group of people exited the "Arc de Triomphe" of Xin'an Hotel, a very eye-catching Jaguar drove over.

Huang Dalong, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes, jumped out of the car, laughed and walked towards Peng Yuanzheng and others, saying loudly, "Yuanzheng, I heard that you have been promoted, I am really happy!"

Peng Yuanzheng greeted him and smiled, "What a promotion, it's just a training camp. It's so late, Mr. Huang is here to join in the fun?"

"How can I not come to support such a happy day? Come along, I will take you to sing and sober up!" Huang Dalong said and opened the car door. Wang Na got in first, followed by Zhou Dayong, Peng Yuanzheng also got in, and the car

There are no seats left.

Huang Dalong spread his hands to Zhuge Chu and said, "I'm sorry, leader, the car can't seat anymore. How about this? Just wait for a few minutes and we'll have the car come back to pick you up as soon as we arrive."

Zhuge Chu let out a sigh of relief. He still had the nerve to follow, so he shook his head in embarrassment, "Forget it, you guys are just kidding. I have a headache, so I'll go back and rest first."

After saying that, Zhuge Tuo turned around and left.

In a corner of the dark parking lot of Xin'an Hotel, Zhuge Chu stood there and stared at the Jaguar driving away at lightning speed, with a sinister look in his eyes. It was beyond Zhuge's surprise that Peng Yuanzheng would know such a rich man.

It was unexpected. However, he didn't take it too seriously - mainly because he was too angry at the moment.

Although he saved more than a thousand yuan, for him, tonight was equivalent to a slap in the face.

This guy is too tired to eat.

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