Yang Hao sat at the dining table and glanced at the watch on his wrist. The time was already five-fifty-eight, but Natasha hadn't come yet.
Did she let herself go?
Yang Hao was not in a hurry. After all, the agreed time was six o'clock. Besides, shouldn't a woman waste some time when she goes out to put on makeup?
The Van Le Hotel is Tiffany's most famous restaurant hotel. It has many world-class celebrity chefs gathered here. It is a big sign of Tiffany's catering. Of course, a meal here is definitely not cheap.
, Fortunately, Yang Hao is also a person who is not short of money at all.
The door was suddenly pushed open without any knocking. Yang Hao raised his head and saw Natasha walking in quickly on high heels, her face as proud and cold as ever, behind her
, a waiter had a look of surprise on her face, and her hand that was about to knock on the door was still frozen in mid-air.
Yang Hao stood up from his seat and said with a smile: "Miss Natasha is really punctual."
Natasha snorted coldly: "You are quite discerning in choosing the Fanle Hotel, but I am very good at eating. I hope I won't make you feel heartbroken."
Yang Hao smiled gently: "Miss Natasha is willing to reward me. It is to give me face. I am too late to be happy, so how can I feel heartache? Although I am not very rich, I can still afford a meal. Natasha
Miss Tasha, please don’t be polite to me."
Natasha sat down opposite Yang Hao, waved to the waiter, and then started ordering.
Natasha was obviously very familiar with this place. She didn't even take the menu, but directly listed everything she wanted. She even took the initiative to order a bottle of red wine. Of course, the vintage was not low, and the price was not low.
After Natasha finished ordering, she raised her head and looked at Yang Hao, and said with a smile: "It's a rare opportunity to eat from a big family, so I won't save money for you."
Yang Hao smiled and said: "Should I cooperate now and pretend to be seriously injured?"
Natasha looked at Yang Hao and suddenly felt helpless. In fact, she also knew that a person could drive a racing car to such an extreme, a person who could refuse millions just to give up a meal and a kiss.
, will he be the one who is short of money?
Although she knew that Yang Hao was not short of money, she still couldn't help but ordered several of the most expensive dishes, just to vent her anger.
This meal was a loss. Although she was technically convinced, she was not happy at all psychologically. Since she had reluctantly come here to eat, she would naturally not give Yang Hao face.
, and will not treat my stomach badly.
If you don't eat it, it's free. If you eat it, it's free.
After Natasha finished ordering, the waiter looked at Yang Hao. Yang Hao smiled and said, "I don't know anything about ordering. Since Miss Natasha has ordered, I will order another one from her menu."
alright."
The waiter smiled and nodded: "This lady also ordered a bottle of red wine..."
"Of course it also includes red wine." Yang Hao tilted his head slightly and said to the waiter with a smile.
The waiter's eyes lit up, he showed a hint of joy, and he smiled and said, "Okay, sir, please wait a moment."
Natasha stared at Yang Hao: "It seems like you have a good drinking capacity?"
Yang Hao smiled: "It's okay. Since Miss Natasha took the initiative to order a bottle of red wine, she obviously has a good capacity for drinking. At least she doesn't worry about getting drunk by me..."
"Drunk?" A sneer appeared on Natasha's face: "Just you?"
Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders: "That's what I said, but looking at Miss Natasha's momentum, it seems she must be a hero in wine. We will have a few drinks later."
Natasha's eyes flashed, and she suddenly smiled softly and said, "Okay, don't escape halfway."
Yang Hao blinked: "A man will never say that he is not good at drinking, especially when drinking with a beautiful woman."
Soon, what the two ordered was served, as were two bottles of red wine.
Natasha waved the waiter who was about to serve beside her to leave, then picked up the wine bottle, poured red wine into her wine glass, and said in a slightly weird tone: "These are all good things."
Vintage red wine is most suitable for slow tasting, but when used to mix wine, it seems to be a bit of a waste of good wine..."
Yang Hao smiled and said: "Whether it is good wine or bad wine, it is for people to drink. As long as it reaches the stomach, it will not be wasted. As for whether the wine is drunk into the mouth of the emperor or the mouth of a beggar, in fact,
For wine, there is no difference."
Natasha blinked her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "What you said seems to make sense. It must be good to fool the little girl."
Yang Hao shook his head and said: "I have never been a person who knows how to taste wine or likes wine tasting. To me, wine is wine. Although the taste is different, there is no difference in essence. Drinking with people you like to be with.
No matter how bad the wine is, it's still sweet. If you drink with someone you don't like, no matter how good the wine is, it's like drinking arsenic..."
Natasha raised the almost full wine glass in her hand, with a faint smile on her face: "That's good, come on, cheers."
Yang Hao looked at Natasha's full glass and raised the wine glass in front of him with a smile: "Okay, let's drink to our acquaintance."
The two of them touched each other, and Natasha drank the glass of red wine in one gulp. Yang Hao naturally drank it down without being outdone.
There were veal steaks with foie gras in front of Natasha. Natasha picked up the knife and fork and cut the veal steaks in front of her very elegantly.
Yang Hao looked at the steak in front of him and then at Natasha opposite him. He suddenly smiled softly, put down the knife, stuck his fork directly into the whole piece of steak, and then took a big bite happily.
Natasha noticed Yang Hao's bold movements and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. There was a slight difference in her eyes: "Your current demeanor really looks like..."
Before Natasha finished speaking, Yang Hao had already laughed: "An uneducated nouveau riche?"
When Natasha heard Yang Hao say this, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth for some reason: "Just be honest."
Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders and said: "What I like is eating meat in big mouths and drinking wine in large bowls. The polite way of eating is really not suitable for me. It is precisely because of this that I specially asked for a private room. Otherwise, a beauty like you would
If you date a man like this here, I'm afraid those people will look at you like a sieve..."
Natasha raised her eyebrows slightly: "Do you think it's too embarrassing for me to eat with someone like you?"
Yang Hao laughed: "Who knows, maybe they will also think that a flower is stuck on cow dung. If we have any dispute, maybe there will be a well-dressed gentleman coming to save the beauty..."
Natasha put a small piece of beef into her mouth, chewed it a few times, and then looked at Yang Hao opposite him, biting a piece of steak happily, but suddenly there was some impulse in her heart, and she put down the knife.
Like Yang Hao, he forked the whole piece of veal steak and took a big bite.
Yang Hao was surprised when he saw Natasha doing this, and then a smile appeared on his face: "How is it, do you feel good?"
Natasha swallowed the beef in her mouth, picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth, with a complicated look on her face: "It feels good."
Yang Hao raised the fork he was holding on to the steak and said with a smile: "Haha, that's good. It tastes really good. It seems that there is a reason for the price."
After taking two bites, Yang Hao raised the refilled wine glass: "If you can eat meat in a big way, you must also drink in a big way."
Natasha hummed: "When you get drunk later, don't forget to pay the bill."
Yang Hao smiled and said: "Don't worry, I can't do something like asking a beautiful woman to pay for it when I'm drunk, and I'm very confident in my drinking ability, just like I am confident in my driving skills."
It's okay not to mention the racing. When Yang Hao mentioned it, Natasha's face suddenly turned cold. She hummed: "Okay, I lost to you in racing. I admit it. I don't believe that I can lose even if I drink."
for you!"
Yang Hao looked at Natasha's face and couldn't help but be happy: "Does this mean we want to compete again?"
Natasha narrowed her eyes and stared at Yang Hao: "So what if you lose, so what if you win?"
Yang Hao pursed his lips: "You seem to be really confident in yourself."
Natasha sneered: "Of course, tell me, bet."
Yang Hao smiled: "I raised the bet before, how about you raise it this time?"
Natasha thought for a while and said: "If I win, then forget about kissing you once, and you can tell me your unique car turning skills."
Yang Hao smiled and said in an unhurried manner: "What if I win?"
Natasha hesitated for a long time: "Tell me, how do I know what you want?"
Yang Hao smiled and said: "Okay, I won't make any excessive demands. If I win, you are not allowed to avoid me in the future, and you cannot find reasons to refuse when I invite you. Well, you
You also know that I can't stay here for too long, so even if you don't want to in your heart, this won't last long."
Natasha thought for a while, and it seemed that this was not too much of a request. What's more, Natasha didn't believe that she would lose. She was a paladin who practiced the power of holy light. Alcohol would have a greater effect on her body than ordinary people.
He was much younger, so Natasha didn't believe that she couldn't drink him.
"Okay, I promise you."
Yang Hao raised it and clinked it with the wine glass in Natasha's hand, and said with a smile: "I found that our relationship is really good, we are always betting, but I think this feeling is very novel."
Natasha drank the red wine in her glass in one gulp, looked at Yang Hao opposite her without changing her expression, and sneered: "Just because you won one game before, doesn't mean you can win the second one now..."
Yang Hao smiled: "Whether you win or not, you won't know it until you drink it."
Natasha glanced at the wine bottle that was half gone, and suddenly a rather proud smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "I don't care who wins or loses, but you will lose a lot of money today, that's for sure!" (Unfinished)