After leaving the hospital, it was almost time for dinner. Mengdi came to take care of Zhou Zichen every day these days. Zhou Zichen was very grateful. After all, Mengdi had to run between the police station and the hospital every day.
"Officer Meng, you have taken care of me these two days. To express my gratitude, I would like to treat you to a simple meal. Can you show me a favor?" Zhou Zichen said with a smile.
Meng Di rolled her eyes at Zhou Zichen: "You never look serious."
Zhou Zichen winked at Mengdi: "Do you want to see what I look like when I'm serious?"
Meng Di spat at Zhou Zichen: "A dog can't spit out ivory. Didn't you say you wanted to treat me to a meal?"
"Yes, do you want to go or not? If you don't go, I will go back."
Meng Di asked tentatively: "Go back to find that Wang Ziqi?"
Zhou Zichen looked at Mengdi with a smile: "Why do you care about this?"
Meng Di's face turned red and he kicked Zhou Zichen on the butt: "Go and eat steak, I will make you poor."
"I found that you are a good person who can't do anything for more than three seconds. You either do something or yell. Whoever marries you will be in trouble for eight lifetimes."
"Can you care?"
Mengdi chose a Western restaurant. The men coming in and out were well-dressed, and the women were exquisitely dressed. The consumption was not too low at first glance.
However, the attitude of the waiter here is still very good: "Please come in two, do you have a reservation?"
Mengdi said carelessly: "No, are there any private rooms?"
The waiter said with a smile: "Also, the minimum consumption for a private room is 5,000. Our average consumption here is only about 800. Are you sure you want it?"
Zhou Zichen had to sigh, the waiters in this kind of high-end restaurant are just different. This not only tells you the consumption level of the restaurant, but also reminds you that if you don't have enough money, it's better not to ask for a private room. The most important thing is not to offend others.
Meng Di pointed at Zhou Zichen: "It doesn't matter, I'm here today just to make him poor."
The waiter smiled politely and made a gesture of invitation: "This way, please."
The private room is quite spacious, and the decoration is simple and symmetrical, highlighting a sense of calmness. The decoration on the wall and surrounding furnishings also highlight a sense of romance. This kind of place is really suitable for gatherings of friends and dates for couples.
After the two sat down, the waiter handed them a menu: "What do you two want to eat?"
"Caviar, red wine foie gras, five fillet steaks, this! No need for the others," Mengdi said, pointing and giving the waiter a look.
The waiter was stunned: "You two have friends who haven't come yet?"
"No, just the two of us, we want five steaks!" Meng Di asked Zhou Zichen: "What do you eat?"
Zhou Zichen casually ordered an M9 sirloin steak: "That's it!"
Zhou Zichen actually rarely eats steak. Usually he only eats it in ordinary Western restaurants, and usually just orders a steak.
When Mengdi's caviar and red wine foie gras arrived, Mengdi was eating alone, and Zhou Zichen could only watch.
Mengdi's appetizer was almost the same as the appetizer. When the steak finally arrived, Zhou Zichen finally understood why Mengdi wanted a private room.
Meng Di eats a little fast and eats big, which is very similar to her personality. But when those people outside eat steak, they eat one small bite at a time and chew slowly, which is in stark contrast to Meng Di's big meal.
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"Eat in small bites!" Zhou Zichen cut off a piece of beef and chewed it slowly.
Mengdi swallowed the beef in his mouth: "Actually, I don't like eating in small bites like that. I only eat a little bit in my mouth, which is a waste of time."
Zhou Zichen was speechless.
However, Mengdi's appetite surprised Zhou Zichen. Generally speaking, the weight of steak is about 200G. Five yuan is one kilogram, which is two kilograms.
Eating meat is easy to fill your stomach. Generally, women only eat 100-300g of steak. If they eat, they may eat more. However, Mengdi just ate all five steaks.
"You have a good appetite!" Zhou Zichen couldn't help but say. Regarding Meng Di's request for a private room, Zhou Zichen understood even more that the amount of food was a bit shocking outside.
Meng Di took a sip of water and said, "It's okay, I'm just full."
"Bang..."
The door was kicked open violently, and both Zhou Zichen and Meng Di looked towards the door.
I saw a young man in his twenties kicking them away, and the waiter followed behind and apologized profusely.
The young man pointed to the inside of the box: "Didn't you say there is no box? They have finished eating, tell them to get out, and I will pay the bill. I, Zhao Lin, am not short of this money."
"I'm sorry, we haven't finished eating yet, and you don't need to settle the bill. Please go out!" Zhou Zichen didn't like this kind of people very much, and his words were a bit cold.
Zhao Lin strode in: "Don't be so shameless."
Zhou Zichen narrowed his eyes slightly: "Don't be so shameless, get out of here now."
Zhao Lin gave a disdainful smile and slapped the table. Just as he was about to speak, Meng Di kicked Zhao Lin in the chest. The kick was so powerful that he knocked Zhao Lin away.
Zhao Lin tried to get up, but Meng Di followed up and kicked him to the ground.
The waiter was so frightened that he screamed and ran away.
After a while, a man who claimed to be the manager came in to persuade him. Zhao Lin, who had been beaten just now and dared not say a word, immediately shouted: "I'm telling you, I'm going to let you walk around without food, so don't open this restaurant."
Already."
Mengdi still wanted to take action, but the manager quickly came up to protect Zhao Lin and said something nice to Mengdi: "Calm down, this is something that is wrong with our restaurant. I will give you a satisfactory solution soon. What do you think?"
Mengdi stopped his hand and said: "No solution is needed, just let him go out and stop bothering us."
The manager quickly helped Zhao Lin up: "Mr. Zhao, let's go out first and deal with your injury. What do you think?"
Zhao Lin didn't dare to yell at Meng Di, but he dared to speak harshly to the manager: "Don't you want to give us a satisfactory solution? Let me cripple them both."
The manager apologized and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, you are joking. We just run a restaurant, how can we do such a thing."
"If you can't do it, don't come up with any satisfactory solution."
The two closed the door while they were talking. Zhou Zichen looked at Mengdi: "You are still as tough as ever."
Meng Di said with a shameless face: "A rich second generation like him just owes money and thinks that he can be lawless if his family only has two dollars."
Zhou Zichen nodded and agreed with Meng Di's words: "Okay, we've eaten and had a fight. Let's pay and go!"
The two stood up and were about to open the door, but the door was kicked open again.
Zhao Lin, who had been beaten to death just now, rushed in with five or six people. He helped Zhao Lin out and chased after him: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Lin, please calm down. For all your losses, we will
The restaurant will pay.”
"I'm sorry, sister, if I don't beat these two guys today and call them grandpa, my surname will not be Zhao!" Zhao Lin said, referring to Zhou Zichen and Mengdi: "I'll cripple this couple of bitches, and I'll deal with the consequences."
"Carry."
Five or six men suddenly swarmed up, shouting and screaming.
Zhou Zichen blocked it without saying a word, grabbed a chair and threw it over.
"Bang..."
When the first person was hit, the stool was quite strong, but the person passed out without saying a word.
Mengdi didn't hesitate, grabbed the plate on the table and threw it, hitting someone in the chest.
"ah……"
The plates in this kind of Western restaurant are thick and heavy, and they are thrown out. The person who was screaming just now suddenly lay on the ground and screamed.
The remaining four people were nothing more than pediatricians to Zhou Zichen and Meng Di. They were knocked down three times without getting even a scratch on them.
Zhao Lin, who was shouting just now, stopped and turned around to run away. Zhou Zichen already disliked him and immediately chased after him, grabbed him, and slapped him on the head: "You can come out if you have some money at home."
You're arrogant and don't learn from yourself, you can't live up to your father."
At this time, Zhao Lin was already hating Zhou Zichen, but he did not dare to refute.
Zhou Zichen kicked Zhao Lin on the butt: "Is that wrong?"
Zhao Lin screamed but remained silent. Zhou Zichen kicked him again: "Do you know you are wrong?"
After Zhao Lin screamed, he quickly said: "I was wrong, wrong!"
Only then did the manager react, and he came up tremblingly to persuade: "Sir, you think it's better to forget it! You haven't suffered a loss, have you?"
Zhou Zichen kicked Zhao Lin in the butt again: "Do you think we suffered a loss?"
Zhao Lin also hated the manager. Why are you so talkative? But he was afraid that Zhou Zichen would kick him and quickly said: "Nothing to eat, no loss to you."
Zhou Zichen kicked him again: "You didn't eat? You rushed in and we couldn't even eat a single meal, so we didn't suffer a loss?"
"Ah... I suffered a loss. I suffered a loss. It's all my fault."
Meng Di looked on and smiled sweetly.
Zhou Zichen was about to let Zhao Lin go, pay the bill and leave, but he saw a few uniformed people entering the restaurant. This was the second floor and they were expected to come up soon.
Zhou Zichen kicked Zhao Lin one last time: "You should learn more from now on!"
Zhou Zichen said, turning around and running into the private room: "The police are here, leave from the balcony."
When Meng Di heard this, he was also shocked and ran towards the balcony.
Fortunately, this restaurant has a balcony and the private room is only on the second floor, otherwise there would really be no place to run.
Although Zhao Lin is a stubborn boy, he knows that it is in his best interest to stop the two people and let the police come: "Stop them."
The people who were beaten to the ground by Zhou Zichen and Meng Di really listened and tried to stop them, but in the end they only got beaten twice more.
When the police came, Zhou Zichen and Mengdi had long disappeared, so they had to take Zhao Lin, the others and several hotel staff back to make notes.
Meng Di and Zhou Zichen ran through several crossroads before slowing down.
Meng Di lightly kicked Zhou Zichen: "Nothing good will happen if I'm with you. I'm a good policeman, but I ended up fighting like a gangster and running away."
Zhou Zichen rolled his eyes at Mengdi: "You were the one who beat Zhao Lin like that first, do you blame me?"
Mengdi argued: "If you don't invite me to eat there, how can I beat him? If he doesn't break in, how can I beat him?"
Zhou Zichen was amused: "It's none of my business if he breaks in. It's your choice to go there to eat."
Meng Di thought about it, snorted and said, "Anyway, it's your fault for what happened today. Well, don't argue anymore. Where are you going now?"
Zhou Zichen patted his belly: "I'm full, let's go home!"
"What are you going back for? I asked for leave today to pick you up from the hospital. You can't let me take it for free. Go shopping with me first, and then treat me to a meal in the evening as compensation." Mengdi clapped his hands: "