At this time, a waiter came over with red wine and said, "Master Yan, this is the 1982 Lafite you ordered. Would you like to open it for you two now?"
Before the other party could take out the bottle opener, An Jinran stopped her: "Wait a minute, um, I want to ask, can I return this wine?"
"Huh?" The waiter was stunned. This may be the first time he heard that a customer wanted to return a drink. After all, the people who can come here to spend money are some respectable big shots. They can afford to waste the wine here, but they will definitely lose it.
I can't afford people like that.
Unable to wait for the other party to answer, An Jinran simply announced: "We are not drinking today, please quit for us!"
The waiter looked confused: "I'm sorry, miss. We don't seem to have such rules in our restaurant..."
An Jinran interrupted the other party lightly and said: "I don't know what's wrong with the rules. I only know that your wine hasn't been opened yet. You can take it back and keep it for other guests. Or do you want to buy and sell by force?
?" An Jinran asked the last sentence with great momentum, which immediately shocked the waiter.
"Can……"
After a while, the other party wanted to say something else, but the man dressed as a manager whom he had met before at the door came over, looked at the man and said, "What happened?"
The waiter seemed to have seen a savior and said hurriedly: "Manager, this lady said she wants to refund the wine."
The manager showed a hint of surprise and couldn't help but glance at An Jinran one more time. He quickly looked away. Then he looked at the waiter and smiled and said, "It's okay. You can take it down first! I'll do it here."
Just say hello."
"Yes, manager."
As soon as the other party left, the manager couldn't help but curl his eyes, looked at An Jinran with a smile and a bit of flattery and said: "Sister-in-law doesn't like drinking, then do you want me to recommend other drinks in our restaurant?"
As the saying goes, those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are dark. An Jinran intuitively felt that the other person was just like Yan Yu, with a slippery tongue and glib tone. In short, he was not a particularly decent man. She immediately and coldly refused: "No, no.
Just give us the cheapest package you have."
"Ahem..."
At this time, Master Yan, who had been deliberately ignored, finally found an opportunity, cleared his voice and said: "Well, wife...well, you really don't have to worry that I can't pay..."
From the moment the other party asked if he could return the drink, he had a vague feeling of badness. Now, when he heard that she only wanted the cheapest set meal, the bad feeling in his heart immediately became stronger.
It's a drink refund, and it's the cheapest package. Is this girl deliberately joking with him and trying to embarrass him?
An Jinran seemed not to have heard anything, and urged the manager: "That's it, please go and get ready!" Humph, doesn't that guy always like to see her jokes, and she will let him have a taste of it today.
The taste of shame.
The manager seemed to have noticed something. He suppressed his laughter, ignored someone's murderous look, and continued to ask: "Excuse me, is it one for each person, or?"
"No, we only want one."
"I get it." Before breaking the news, the manager turned around quickly to avoid laughing out loud in front of someone.
"Wife..."
Yan Yu's call made him feel sad and lingering. He could now be 100% sure that this girl was deliberately teasing him.