Jiang Zhihao ordered a bunch of dishes, and even Lingling ordered about eleven or twelve dishes in total. Even if French food is notoriously complicated, this is still a lot.
Pei Anhe calculated the accounts silently in his mind, and then his face became a little unnatural.
After Jiang Zhihao ordered the food, he took out one hundred yuan from his pocket and put it on the waiter's tablet and said, "That's it."
Pei Anhe stared at him and said in a strange tone: "Mr. Jiang is very generous. I'll give him a hundred yuan as a tip."
"I'm used to it." Jiang Zhihao said with a smile.
This is not meant to irritate anyone. When he was worth hundreds of billions, he never carried cash when he went out. But when he went to eat in any Western restaurant, he always followed the local customs and tipped according to other people's rules.
Of course, if you have money, you won’t be willful. The limit is usually one hundred yuan.
Even after he was reborn, Jiang Zhihao did not change this habit. What's more, the San Roman restaurant itself is considered a high-end one, and the service here is completely worthy of the one hundred yuan.
The waiter accepted the tip and smiled even more: "Thank you sir, I will prepare the dishes for you now. Please wait a moment."
"Wait a minute!" Pei Anhe suddenly stopped the waiter and said, "Don't you have a limited number of special dishes today? In addition to the set meal we booked before, we will add one more."
The waiter nodded, made a note on the computer, and said, "Okay, please wait a moment."
The chef of San Roman will launch a special dish every day, limited to ten portions, first come first served. Anyone who eats in such a high-end restaurant is not short of money, and everyone wants to compete for a share of face, so special dishes are usually easy to get
sold out.
And its price is very expensive, the lowest is more than 800 yuan.
In a sense, this is not food, but face.
Pei Anhe specially ordered an extra special dish because Jiang Zhihao ordered too much, and the set meal they ordered did not include any expensive dishes, they were all ordinary French dishes.
I turned around and waited for Jiang Zhihao's food to arrive. When I compared it, it seemed that their place was too shabby.
Even if a dish costs 800 yuan, which is very expensive and makes Pei Anhe feel sore, he still has to order it.
How can a man lose his face? Especially in front of a beauty like Zhong Jiawei.
"It seems that Mr. Jiang often eats Western food. It is natural to tip. I wonder where Mr. Jiang is employed?" Pei Anhe asked.
"The baguette here should be dipped in butter. It tastes very good. Lingling should try it too." Jiang Zhihao placed the snacks in front of the mother and daughter and told them to eat. Then he looked at Pei Anhe and said:
"I am a free man."
"Oh, you're a vagrant." Pei Anhe laughed, and the next moment he pretended to be annoyed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm straightforward, Mr. Jiang, don't mind."
Jiang Zhihao just smiled slightly. It's not like he couldn't see Pei Anhe's thoughts. The couple clearly wanted to use this meal to show that their family was well-off. Since others wanted to show off, why should he compete? It was pointless.
Seeing that Jiang Zhihao didn't speak, Pei Anhe said again: "My son Xiaohu is just like me, a straight-headed person who can't hide his words. However, it is indeed a bit inappropriate to ride an electric bike like Miss Zhong every day. Nowadays, don't we all talk about environmental pollution, ultraviolet rays are more
Was it stronger before? Riding an electric bike every day makes you get sunburned too easily. Why doesn’t Mr. Jiang buy a car for Ms. Zhong? Nowadays, cars are not expensive. You can buy them for 100,000 to 80,000 yuan, or hundreds of thousands or even millions. Look.
Personal financial strength. Like me, I can earn tens of thousands of yuan a month, so I just bought a BMW mini for my wife, which costs about 30,000 to 400,000 yuan, which is not very expensive."
When saying this, Pei Anhe looked at Jiang Zhihao for a while, and then turned his attention to Zhong Jiawei.