"What, are you awake? How can your hotel be like this? Did I just feel like a Lafite from 1982?" Luo Yiwei stood up abruptly and yelled at the waiter.
The waitress smiled coldly and repeated what Luo Yiwei said before: "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."
"Sir, please drink slowly. I will arrange for someone to look after you. No one has ever dared to come to the Starlight Hotel for a meal." The waiter said, and then said to the intercom: "A few people from area D."
Luo Yiwei's eyes were bloodshot.
Four bottles of 1982 Lafite, that’s close to 200,000. 200,000 to show off? Damn, it would make anyone else feel bad. Moreover, the money he has earned in the past two years is only close to 300,000.
Wan. Moreover, I just ordered a 40-cent steak Wellington!
Luo Yiwei grabbed the menu from the woman next to him, looked at the dishes on the menu, and suddenly became furious: "Eat NMB, are you eating such expensive things?"
The woman was dumbfounded, and her eyes suddenly became misty: "Luo Yiwei, you are so cruel, who do you think you are? If it weren't for the fact that you save money, I wouldn't care to eat with a bastard like you."
The smile on Zhang Fan's face grew stronger and stronger. He looked at the woman and said softly: "Don't you know he was expelled from the provincial basketball team?"
The woman's eyes widened and she stared at Luo Yiwei. Then she picked up the glass beside her and poured the boiling water into Luo Yiwei's face: "Liar, you big liar."
After saying that, the woman hugged the bag and left angrily.
"Bitch, come back here." Luo Yiwei wiped the water from his face and became furious. He was about to go out and give chase, but was caught back by four burly security guards holding electric batons.
"Sir, please pay first. A total of two hundred and fifty-four thousand one thousand and twelve."
When Luo Yiwei heard this number, his whole body collapsed instantly.
"Are you trying to steal so much money?" Luo Yiwei's voice was hysterical. In an instant, everyone on the entire floor looked over.
"Sir, the 1982 Lafite cost 195,552 yuan and forty steak Wellingtons. Since you haven't eaten one yet, the total is 58,560 yuan. If you are a gold VIP,
You can enjoy a 9.20% discount." The security guard said word by word, but when he looked at Zhang Fan's playful eyes, he couldn't help but shudder.
Damn, why is this big devil here? Fortunately, he was on the top floor just now and didn't have time to go down. Otherwise, he would also be among the group of people lying on the ground.
After hearing what the security guard said, the people around burst into laughter.
"This kid is crazy. He ordered four bottles of 1982 Lafite. Damn, that's not how you spend your money."
"Haha, what are you pretending to be? Forty beef Wellingtons, why don't you eat him to death?"
"Hey, isn't this Luo Yiwei from Provincial Basketball? My son likes to play basketball. I have gone to watch their games."
"Haha, saving baskets? Are you kidding? How can the quality of saving baskets be so low? It's a shameful waste. This grandson actually dares to order so many Wellington steaks, which cost tens of thousands of dollars."
Listening to the jeers around him, Luo Yiwei suddenly collapsed. He took out his card tremblingly and roared: "Can I pay the bill?"
The savings I had worked hard for for more than two years were wiped out by just one meal.
"Sir, where is your Lafite?" the waiter asked.
"Go away, I don't want it anymore." After saying that, Luo Yiwei ran out directly.
Zhang Fan was overjoyed, and then said to the waiter: "That guy and I are friends, bring me the wine."
Ye Yanran once again refreshed her understanding of Zhang Fan. Would Luo Yiwei be friends with Zhang Fan? Anyone who is not blind would know that Luo Yiwei is targeting Zhang Fan.
Everyone's eyes popped out. Damn, those are four bottles of 1982 Lafite. Even if you can't finish them all and repackage them, they still taste much better than ordinary red wine.
Bastard, this guy actually asked me to give him a drink?
"Okay, sir, once you've sobered up, I'll bring it to you right away," the waiter said in a low voice.
The people eating next to me were red-eyed. Damn it, that was the 1982 Lafite. Many people had never tasted this wine.
"Waiter, that guy of yours and I are also friends." The shouts kept coming.
However, the waiter ignored them.
Zhang Fan would turn over and say to his father: "Dad, don't you usually like to drink? This time I'll let you have a good time. Lafite in 1982, forty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight."
Zhang Dongyang shrank his neck and was also shocked by the price: "Is it really expensive?"
"Oh, we have money, and these four bottles were given by an idiot. If you don't drink them, you won't drink them. I'll let you take that bottle back later and taste it slowly." Zhang Fan smiled heartily.
Ye Yanran rolled her eyes and gave Zhang Fan a cold look. This guy is really shameless. I guess that kid Luo Yiwei would be so angry that he would jump off the building if he found out that the 1982 Lafite he ordered was drunk by Zhang Fan.
On the other hand, Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan looked at Zhang Fan with confused eyes. The scene where they cheated Luo Yiwei just now fell into their eyes, and they were so handsome.
Soon, all the men from the Supervision Department came over, as well as those girls Lin Qing.
"Captain Ye, I didn't expect you to treat me." The girls smiled sweetly.
Ye Yanran curled her lips: "This meal, your teacher Zhang has invited you. He has already ordered a Wellington steak and four bottles of 1982 Lafite for each of you."
"What, Teacher Zhang is treating me?" The eyes of a group of men instantly turned to admiration.
"Hey, 82 Lafite Leafs, did I hear you correctly?" A scream rang out.
"Wo Ri, from 1982?" The other people's eyes also widened.
Numb, one bottle costs 48888, four bottles, damn, Mr. Zhang is such a wealthy person.
"Ahem, it's a small matter. Let's eat and drink happily today. You can continue to order. However, the limit is three thousand per person." Zhang Fan said jokingly.
"Teacher Zhang, promise, I will eat five portions of that French foie gras." The men looked at Zhang Fan evilly and said.
Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay, Lafite has no share in your business."
"Wucao, Teacher Zhang, I'm just joking. If you don't drink Lafite in 1982 if you have the chance, you will die."
A group of men are anxious. Ma, you don’t have to eat the food. You have to take a sip of Lafite in 1982 no matter what. Ma, a bottle of 48888 is available, and the monthly salary is only five or six thousand, who is willing to buy this.
Zhang Fan looked at these guys and laughed loudly: "Today, let's eat and drink well, hahahaha."
"Long live Teacher Zhang."
"Teacher Zhang, I love you!"
The men and girls from the Supervision Department all yelled.
"Ahem, I have a girlfriend, please don't mess around." Zhang Fan glanced at the girls and smiled.