At Song Ziyang's insistence, the principal followed him to Qianjin Sichuan Restaurant.
At this time, many students were eating inside. Naturally, many people knew the principal, and many people stood up to say hello.
The principal looked a little embarrassed and nodded.
Fortunately, no one came up to talk to him, otherwise, the principal would have turned around and left. Damn it, do you want him to be regarded as a monkey by others? It’s so fucking unreasonable.
"Haha, Lao Zhou, I have brought a big shot here for you this time. The principal of our school may be even higher than our mayor!" Song Ziyang greeted the boss with a smile.
The owner of Qianjin Sichuan Restaurant is called Zhou Jianqing, a very distinctive name.
At this time, Jubilee was smiling all over his face. He stretched out his hands to grab the principal's hand and shook it hard twice: "Xiao Song, this is your fault. Why didn't you tell me in advance that the principal was coming? I
At least I’ll prepare two more dishes for you!”
The muscles on the principal's face twitched twice, he pulled his hand back and said: "Boss Zhou, don't be too polite, we are just here to have some food today!"
"Yes, Lao Zhou, the principal is very approachable, you don't need to be too nervous!" Song Ziyang replied with a smile, and then, with the attentive service of the anniversary party, he and the principal went to his usual private room!
Seeing that he was about to go out for the anniversary celebration, Song Ziyang stood up and whispered in his ear: "Why don't you take out your camera soon? When the time comes, hang the photo of you taking the principal on the wall. I guarantee that you will be the most popular person around our school."
The most popular restaurant, bar none!”
Anniversary's eyes lit up and he walked out with a smile.
Seeing that this was a quiet private room, the principal felt a little more comfortable. When he saw Song Ziyang pouring him tea, he smiled and teased: "Little brother, are you familiar with the boss this week?"
"Hey, to tell you the truth, Lao Zhou is a very down-to-earth person, and he is very good at cooking Sichuan food. When I have nothing to do, I will come here to have some food with Tong Hua and the others! Wait for a while, let Lao Zhou come up
You can try the two specialty dishes. Although this place does not have stars, it is not bad compared to ordinary big hotels..."
As we were talking, the anniversary party had already come back.
"Oh my god, Lao Zhou, are you traveling back and forth on a rocket? So fast?" Song Ziyang glanced at him, and then took the camera.
Upon seeing this, the principal raised his eyebrows and whispered: "What are you doing?"
"Of course I let you take a photo with Lao Zhou. Think about it, the students in our school come to this small place to eat when they see your dignified principal. He is so fair and honest. Who wouldn't admire you if the news comes back?"
Song Ziyang stood up and asked the principal to sit next to him, regardless of whether the principal wanted it or not.
Then, Song Ziyang clicked two or three cards for the two of them.
Then he handed the camera to Anniversary, not forgetting to say: "Old Zhou, let me tell you, after this photo is enlarged, it will be hung outside this hotel. From now on, this will be your treasure!"
Anniversary was deeply satisfied and smiled and agreed repeatedly. However, the principal looked a little uneasy and whispered to Song Ziyang: "Xiao Song, this, do I want to give the principal a red envelope?"
The principal's ears twitched, and when he heard this, he almost fell into the cup in front of him.
Song Ziyang burst out laughing, and said to the anniversary with some admiration: "Old Zhou, you are so ruthless, why do you want the principal to be your spokesperson? I tell you, I just sold your shop.
You can’t please our principal. I came to you today mainly because your food is delicious, as long as you don’t ruin your own sign!”
Anniversary then left with satisfaction. To be honest, he was quite satisfied with his original decision to give free private rooms to Song Ziyang and children's paintings. He felt that that impulse was like the appearance of the ancestors and the smoke coming from the ancestral tombs!
Not to mention anything else, his reputation for being able to afford Sichuan restaurants is now number one in Pingyuan University. Business is getting hotter day by day. Others are only busy during the meal period, but he is always busy.
From morning to night, there is no shortage of customers in the store. And how much food does Song Ziyang eat every time he comes? Even he did not expect the profit difference at first.
Now, he is afraid that Song Ziyang will not come to his place for dinner. Therefore, he treats him carefully every time. Now, he has bought the next door and plans to open up the wall and expand the business area. Now Song Ziyang has also invited the principal.
Pulling him here for dinner is like giving him a big bonus!
The anniversary celebration decided that no matter when Song Ziyang comes here to eat in the future, he will not charge money. Well, he will definitely not charge him!
The dishes were quickly served, including four dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetables, plus two bottles of century-old Luzhou. Originally, the principal wanted to take the red wine in his car, but Song Ziyang completely gave up the idea with just one sentence.
Already.
That stuff looks like cat urine. Why would you drink that stuff?
Ever since, the two of them got some liquor and started drinking wine.
Seeing Song Ziyang's face turn red after drinking a glass of wine, the principal immediately became more confident and asked Song Ziyang to drink more enthusiastically, one glass after another. He hadn't eaten much of the food. As a result, Song Ziyang had already drunk more than half a catty. He looked drunk and hazy.
He looked like he was eighty percent drunk.
The principal then said: "Little brother, from which master did you learn your medical skills?"
"The master of farts, just an old man, a bad old man, just like you, a thief who can drink! Damn it, you get me drunk every time you drink! You are so fucking useless, you don't have more stuff than you, big brother
Come on. Old man, I have to drink you down today, come on, do it again!~" Song Ziyang held up the wine glass and continued to urge.
The principal gritted his teeth angrily, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, but Song Ziyang raised his head and drank it all.
"Haha, it's better to have a skill. Let me tell you, brother, if I were twenty years younger, I would be envious of you now. Haha, all four beauties went to your place. It's really disappointing.
People are jealous..."
"You're so jealous!" Song Ziyang glared at him: "I hug you from left to right, I tell you, I haven't even touched anyone's little hands so far!"
The principal was depressed, "Damn it, why do you keep scolding me?"
"Haha, it's impossible to capture all four of them. However, you're still sure of defeating one of the four, right? I just don't know, who do you like among these four? Do you want me to help?
"
Song Ziyang showed a sly smile, raised his buttocks, and sat opposite the principal. He put his arms around his shoulders and said with a breath of wine: "Brother, you look down on me too much. I'm not bragging to you, little brother, as long as I seduce you,
Just hook your finger and one of the four of them will take the initiative to climb into my bed, do you believe it?"
The principal's eyes suddenly lit up, but his face still looked drunk: "Oh, I don't know, brother, who are you sure about?"