Nine people gathered around a large round table, and the luxurious sixteen-course hard-dish set menu, plus a beef brisket soup as a gift from the hotel, was served in less than half an hour.
Lin Kun didn't move his chopsticks, and neither did anyone else. Lin Kun smiled, picked up a piece of green vegetables, and put it on Zhao Yingli's plate. Then the group started to move.
"Thank you……"
Zhao Yingli smiled gratefully, picked up the green vegetables and put it into her mouth. Suddenly, the corners of her eyes became wet.
"Familiar smell?" Others did not notice the change on Zhao Yingli's face, but Lin Kun could see it clearly, and the tears welled up in his eyes.
Zhao Yingli nodded and said: "I ate it when I was young, but I haven't eaten it for many years now."
Lin Kun smiled and said: "Do you like the taste?"
Zhao Yingli nodded, then shook her head desperately, "I don't like it!"
Lin Kun sighed softly and said, "Are we still going to carry out the plan?"
Zhao Yingli's eyes suddenly flashed with a complicated light, and then her eyes turned cold and said: "You must do what you promised me, otherwise..."
Before she could finish her words, Lin Kun said with a smile: "Actually, I'm afraid you will regret it."
Zhao Yingli's eyes flashed with determination and she said: "Mr. Lin, you are thinking too much. I was just moved by the memories, not the person in the memories. My mother used to like this dish the most. Even if she remembered it, it was me.
mom."
Lin Kun smiled and nodded, saying: "Okay, then I feel relieved."
Huang Yuan was sitting on the left side of Lin Kun. At this time, he came over and asked in a low voice: "Master, this dish is so rich, wouldn't it taste bad if I didn't order wine?"
Lin Kun said with a smile: "It's a king's meal anyway, so I'll choose his best wine."
After hearing this, Wang Fu's fat face burst into laughter, and he said, "It would be nice to have some wine. I just feel like this dish is boring. The waiter..."
Wang Fu directly waved to the waiter, and the pleasant-looking waiter came over immediately. Facing such a table of "rich and wealthy" guests, he was a little uneasy and said, "Sir, do you need anything?"
"liquor!"
Wang Fu only said one word, and Huang Yuan followed closely: "Want good wine!"
As soon as Huang Yuan finished speaking, Hou Xiaobama followed up: "Maotai..."
Qiu Chi said: "Wuliangye!"
Li Zifeng snapped his fingers and said: "Strong wine!"
After saying that, several people looked at the upright Chen Haitao. Chen Haitao scratched his head and said: "Hongmao Liquor!"
The little waitress was a little confused. She took a pen and wrote down the order on the menu. After finishing writing down, she realized that there were not so many types of wine in the hotel. She smiled apologetically at Lin Kun and others and said, "I'm sorry."
Ah, our hotel doesn’t have that much wine, the bosses only ordered Maotai and Wuliangye.”
Huang Yuandao: "Let's take Wuliangye and Moutai. Let's get five bottles of each first."
"ah?"
The expression on the waitress's face was stunned, and she said with some surprise: "Boss, these Wuliangye and Moutai are both liquors. I'm afraid we can't drink them, right?"
Wang Fu took the words and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. If you can't drink it, you can pour it."
The waitress smiled awkwardly, "Then I'll go get it for Boss Ji."
Maotai and Wuliangye were brought up. Huang Yuan asked the waiter to open them all at once. Everyone filled a glass. Except for Zhao Yingli and the girl Huang Yuan brought, several gentlemen picked up their wine glasses and clinked them together.
After the drinks were finished, no one had any intention of drinking. They looked at each other and Huang Yuan suggested: "Thanks to my master, I rarely get to know so many good friends today. If we have something to drink with this drink, just wish me."
Master, he..."
Huang Yuan hesitated and hesitated, suddenly got stuck, scratched his head and said with great effort: "I wish my master that he will be as blessed as the East China Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains!"
The words were so impassioned that those who didn't know thought his master had celebrated his eightieth birthday. The point was that after the boy finished speaking, he felt that his literary talent was good, and he burst out laughing. Then he looked around again.
people……
Lin Kun had a black line on his forehead, and everyone else looked at him with surprised expressions. The smile on Huang Yuan's face also froze, and he smiled awkwardly and said: "It seems that my word
It’s not suitable for my master, so let’s find another one..."
Lin Kun quickly stopped him and said: "Okay, as long as you have this filial piety, everything is in the wine, drink it quickly." After saying that, he took the lead to finish the wine.
After a glass of wine, the atmosphere immediately changed. Lin Kun didn't drink much after that. Huang Yuan was born to liven up the atmosphere. In addition, Wang Fu and Hou Xiaobao also liked Zhang Luo. Several people
The sound was very loud, which made the other tables of guests in the hall very unhappy.
However, seeing that there were so many of them, those who were not happy also suppressed their anger.
If it were normal times, Lin Kun would definitely advise them to keep a low profile, but today they are here just to cause trouble. They are not afraid of causing trouble, just afraid of causing nothing.
Upstairs, a man in his fifties came down. The man was neatly dressed, wearing a shirt, jeans, and brand-name sneakers. His hair was combed and shiny. He was a bit imitating Xu Wenqiang from Shanghai Beach. Unfortunately, he had a lot of wrinkles on his face.
As soon as Zhao Yingli saw this man, the expression on her face immediately became complicated. One hand held the chopsticks and placed them on the table, while the other hand clenched under Zhuo.
Lin Kun clearly felt her emotional changes and knew that this man must be Li Chuansan, Zhao Yingli's biological father, and the man who abandoned their mother and daughter.
Zhao Yingli suddenly wanted to stand up, but Lin Kun held her hand and suppressed it, but she still stood up, but the anger in her heart was temporarily controlled. She lowered her head and looked at Lin Kun,
Lin Kun shook his head gently.
Li Chuansan, who was not far away, looked over here and his eyes fell on Zhao Yingli's face. A flash of surprise flashed across his face, but he definitely did not recognize his daughter.
Zhao Yingli didn't want Li Chuansan to notice something strange now, so she picked up a bottle of Wuliangye on the table, poured half a cup, raised it up to toast everyone, and said: "Thank you all for coming to support me today, I'm here to toast you all!"
Several men were drinking happily, and Zhao Yingli suddenly made a toast. They immediately raised their glasses in a boo, and after finishing one glass, they still argued: "How can one glass be enough? At least three glasses are required!"
"Three cups are not enough, six cups are required!"
"Six cups are not enough..."
Lin Kun smiled and said, "Okay, stop arguing. You are forcing me to drink for Miss Zhao."
Several people laughed and immediately stopped making noises. At this time, Li Chuansan came over. Suddenly there was such a wealthy table. As the owner of the restaurant, he had to come over to meet and say hello, so as to attract repeat customers in the future...