After understanding Zhang Dongyang's mysterious words, Xuan Ye's face turned as red as an apple.
Zhang Fan tilted his head and came to Xuan Ye with a naughty smile on his face. He took Xuan Ye's little hand and said, "Yes, when can I meet your parents."
To be honest, he also wanted to meet Xuan Ye's parents. After all, we will be a family from now on.
Ye Xuan was so shy that she stretched out her hand and pinched Zhang Fan's waist.
She didn't dare to think about what the father, who always had a straight face, would look like when he saw Zhang Fan and break Zhang Fan's legs? It was very possible!
"Dad, look at them, take care of them quickly!" Zhang Xiaoyuan hugged Zhang Dongyang's arm and shook it violently.
Zhang Dongyang, who was smiling, immediately straightened his face and coughed lightly.
"Uncle, don't you want to eat? Let's go quickly." Yan Liangxi was about to cry. Sweat was dripping from his forehead. One of his hands was still hanging up. He almost cursed in pain. This group of people
People, why are you chatting here if you don’t go to eat quickly?
Zhang Dongyang nodded quickly and walked into the hotel first.
"Huh, you're such a poor guy, I still don't believe you can really afford it." Luo Yiwei held the woman in his arms and walked into the hotel, following Zhang Fan and the others leisurely.
It doesn't matter if he is a good fighter, and it doesn't matter if he is a teacher in the Supervision Department. Especially when he saw the cheap and even tacky clothes on Zhang Fan's father, he felt even more disdainful.
I still want to treat people, but I don’t care who I am.
Yan Liangxi told the front desk to take care of Zhang Fan and his group, and he immediately asked someone to take him to the hospital. He couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as he got to the car, he started crying in pain.
It hurts, it really fucking hurts.
But soon, his cell phone rang.
"Yan Liangxi, Lao Wu was disabled, what happened?" came an accusing voice from the other end of the phone.
Yan Liangxi held back the pain and almost gritted his teeth and said: "Boss, the other party has a big background, it is related to the Supervision Department, and Brother Wu was crippled in the blink of an eye, I can't afford to offend him."
"You damn piece of trash, you can't afford to offend me? Do you think I can afford to offend you? I'll be right back and keep an eye on them." After saying that, the other end of the phone hung up.
Yan Liangxi smiled bitterly and immediately urged: "Send me to the nearest hospital."
"This way, please." The girl led Zhang Fan and others to a small private room.
Zhang Fan looked at the private room and saw that it could only seat more than ten people. This was not enough. Those guys from the Supervision Department were coming soon.
"Let's sit in the lobby." Zhang Fan said. It's just for eating anyway, so the seat doesn't matter.
"Here, please." The waitress led Zhang Fan to a huge table.
The table is large and can seat more than thirty people. Zhang Fan has a long posture. It is worthy of being a five-star hotel. There are also such tables.
But then he immediately thought of what his father had said before, and his face immediately turned dark again.
Damn, I have to treat those guys to dinner. Damn, luckily I scraped 500,000 yesterday.
"Waiter, menu." Zhang Fan snapped his fingers and shouted.
Soon, a girl came over with a menu.
Zhang Fan opened the menu and was really shocked by the price. The cheapest dish costs 188, which is more than 3,000 yuan. However, the most expensive one is 82 Lafite, and a bottle costs 48,888.
.Damn, this is indeed a gathering place for rich people.
"First, let's have a steak Wellington, medium rare." Zhang Fan said.
"I want two!"
Not far away, Luo Yiwei shouted at the top of his lungs. Humph, isn’t it just steak?
Zhang Fan glanced at Luo Yiwei who was not far away, and nodded on the table: "Three servings."
Luo Yiwei shouted directly: "Four points!"
"Ten percent."
"Fifteen copies."
"Twenty copies!"
"Thirty copies!" Zhang Fan said with a sneer.
"Forty cents!" Luo Yiwei looked at Zhang Fan playfully. He had been in the provincial basketball team for more than two years and had already earned dozens of cents. Is he still short of this little money? As for Zhang Fan, hehe, his father is like this
Damn it, how can you have so much money?
"Sir, are you sure? The restaurant has regulations. If there is leftover food, an additional double fee will be charged. Except for red wine, no food can be taken out."
"Isn't it double the price? I have money and can afford it." Luo Yiwei also knew the price of Wellington steak. It was only 488, which is tens of thousands of dollars. He still had it. Five people on Zhang Fan's side ordered.
Thirty portions, why can't he order forty portions?
Zhang Fan glanced at Luo Yiwei, flipped through the menu with his fingers, and whispered: "A bottle of 1982 Lafite."
Luo Yiwei suddenly shouted: "Two bottles!"
The waiter looked at Luo Yiwei suspiciously and asked, "Sir, are you sure?"
Two bottles of 1982 Lafite cost less than 100,000 yuan. Adding in the previous 40 portions of Beef Wellington, the price is close to 120,000 yuan. For two people, even if each of them eats five portions, there are still 30 portions left.
The cost of these 30 copies is 90 copies. After calculation, it is about 150,000 yuan.
Luo Yiwei slammed the table: "Do you think I can't afford it? Give me four bottles! Go and sober up. I'll just pour it if I can't finish it."
He heard the word "bottle". In his opinion, what kind of red wine could Zhang Fan afford? A red wine worth several thousand yuan, this little money was nothing more than rubbish.
The waiter looked blank and directly helped Luo Yiwei sober up through the intercom.
Four bottles of 1982 Lafite cost more than 190,000 yuan, which is not a small sum of money.
"I'm still drunk, I'll pack it later." Zhang Fan smiled at Luo Yiwei, turned to the waiter, and then continued: "Go and prepare the steak first, and we'll call again when everyone comes."
"Sir, do you have anyone else?" the waiter asked in surprise.
Zhang Fan nodded, looked at Luo Yiwei as if he were an idiot, and said slowly: "There are more than twenty people, hehe."
When Luo Yiwei heard this, his face suddenly changed. Is there anyone else? Paralysis, feelings. Didn't a portion of the steak ordered by this guy go to waste?
"Huh, poor man, you can do it for one steak per person. The red wine is still awake. Take it away. Are you crazy because of poverty?" Luo Yiwei snorted coldly, then threw the menu to the woman next to him: "Whatever
Yes, I hope you enjoy your meal today."
Zhang Fan laughed gloomily, looked at Luo Yiwei and said, "Do you know what kind of wine I just ordered?"
Luo Yiwei said nonchalantly: "You're a piece of trash, what kind of wine can you order?"
Zhang Fan was in a good mood. Although he had 500,000 yuan, this was not how he spent the money. He patted the table gently and said with a playful look on his face: "Lafite from 1982, four bottles, ugh.
"Rich people are really different. Two people drank four bottles of 1982 Lafite."
Luo Yiwei's face instantly turned pale. Oh, 1982 Lafite? 48888 for a bottle? He ordered four bottles?
"Waiter, please don't sober up my wine." Luo Yiwei shouted quickly.
"Sorry sir, I have already sobered up your wine for you. We will not return it." The waiter looked at Luo Yiwei with disgust and said.