Chapter 8 Xie Peizhou's preference is warm porcelain
Wen Xin sighed inwardly and walked over with her head held high.
When everyone arrived, Wen Ci pressed the service bell.
Soon, the waiter knocked on the door and came in with a menu.
The young waiter took a glance at Xie Peizhou's outstanding appearance and the aura of a superior and subconsciously handed him the menu, completely forgetting that the owner of the previous reservation was Wen Ci.
The little girl blushed and whispered, "Sir, please order."
Xie Peizhou glanced at her indifferently, reached out to take the menu, opened it and placed it in front of Wen Ci naturally.
Wen Ci's breathing became a little faster. She glanced at the dishes, hesitated for a second, and directly ordered the most expensive set of business dishes.
The so-called business dishes are only about “color”, “fragrance” and “smell”. The presentation is exquisite, beautiful and high-end, but extremely unpalatable.
In order to express her sincerity, Wen Ci gritted her teeth and generously ordered two bottles of Moutai!
After ordering, she politely handed the menu to the others, "Have a look, bosses, would you like to add anything else?"
The three investors all waved their hands. It was a social dinner, the focus was on the socializing, drinking and bragging, not on the food.
Finally, the menu fell into Xie Peizhou's hands.
Xie Peizhou held the menu and flipped through several pages lazily.
Wen Ci thought he was just taking a look and wouldn't order any more dishes, so she looked at the waitress and was about to ask her to serve the dishes first.
Xie Peizhou's lazy voice sounded: "Add another chicken stewed with mushrooms."
Everyone present, including the waiter, was stunned: "?"
Business class box, order chicken stewed with mushrooms?
Xie Peizhou raised his eyes and looked around calmly, "Is there a problem?"
"No problem, no problem."
"I heard that Huibinlou's chicken stewed with mushrooms is a real delicacy. I haven't tried it yet. Luckily Mr. Xie ordered it."
Xie Peizhou's lips tightened slightly, and he lowered his eyes and continued to order: "Shrimp scrambled eggs, cola chicken wings, Yangzhou fried rice without green onions for main course, and a small strawberry mousse cake for dessert."
Although the waiter was surprised, he wrote down the dishes one by one and ordered them again.
Xie Peizhou murmured, "Moutai is out, let's have a bottle of orange juice."
Xie Peizhou raised his eyes and smiled thinly: "You three don't mind, right? I've been hungover for two nights in a row, so I won't drink tonight."
Mr. Liu was the quickest to respond. “I’ve been having a lot of social events lately, and I’ve been drinking a lot. I think it’s best to have a drink tonight.”
Mr. Zhang and Mr. Shen immediately agreed with a smile, "Yes, drinking beverages is healthy..."
Xie Peizhou smiled with satisfaction and returned the menu to the waiter.
Soon, the business dishes ordered by Wen Ci were served one after another. Everything was exquisite and beautiful. Wen Ci invited everyone to eat. Everyone smiled and picked up the food with chopsticks, and started chatting and laughing.
Twenty minutes later, the chicken stewed with mushrooms and other dishes ordered by Xie Peizhou were finally served on the table.
In an instant, the box was filled with the rich aroma of food, whetting people's appetite.
A plate of cola chicken wings was empty after two turns.
Wen Ci ate two.
She was full of questions. Could it be that the social activities of the upper class have returned to their original simplicity?
She has been abroad for five years and doesn't know much about the drinking culture in China.
Before returning to China, I learned a lot of social skills on the Internet. I was forced to drink a few days ago and it worked well in practice. Today, I had chicken stewed with mushrooms on the dinner table?
If she had known this earlier, she would not have eaten those two thick slices of bread. The dishes Xie Peizhou ordered were all her favorites!
Next to her, Xie Peizhou used a serving chopstick to pass a large chicken drumstick to her plate.
Wen Ci looked at the delicious chicken legs, burped, and turned to look at Xie Peizhou.
Xie Peizhou: "I've peeled the skin for you, eat it."
Wen Ci lowered her voice: "Uncle, I can't eat anymore. I stuffed two thick slices of bread before dinner!"
Xie Peizhou watched her rubbing her belly, and silently used his chopsticks to pick up the chicken leg and put it into his bowl.
Although there was no smoking or drinking during this meal, the atmosphere was still warm.
The three investors Liu, Zhang, and Shen could tell from the fact that Xie Peizhou ordered food and removed wine that Xie Peizhou was protecting Wen Ci.
And very protective.
Who serves children’s food at a social gathering?
But can’t I go up?
able.
There are all kinds of social activities in China, mainly due to the preferences of those in power.
All three of them could see that Xie Peizhou preferred warm porcelain.
If Wen Ci is happy, he is happy; if Wen Ci is satisfied, he is satisfied.
Mr. Liu asked, "Ms. Wen, how old are you today?"
Wen Ci: "Mr. Liu, I'm 23 this year."
Mr. Zhang interrupted, "You're only 23 and already so talented! You're truly a young talent to be reckoned with! Xiaoci, can I call you that? I'm five or six years older than your uncle. Since you're Mr. Xie's niece, you'll also be mine in the future. If you have any difficulties at work, feel free to contact Uncle Zhang."
"And your Uncle Liu!"
“Your Uncle Shen!”
Wen Ci stood up and raised her drink. "Thank you, three uncles. I'll have orange juice instead of wine. Let me drink it first."
Of course Wen Ci would not refuse the resources that the film industry offered to her.
Soon, the atmosphere in the box changed into the elder uncle's concern and conversation with his younger niece.
"Xiaoci, are you dating someone?"
"Yes."
"You're 23 now, and it's time to have a boyfriend, but there are too many bad people these days. Xiaoci, you better keep your eyes open and don't be deceived by scams."
"That's right, Xiaoci. Your uncle, Mr. Xie, is here too. Let's talk about your boyfriend's situation and we'll help you check it out."
Chen Xu suddenly looked at Xie Peizhou and found that the latter had been paying attention to Wen Ci. Since the topic turned to Wen Ci's boyfriend, Xie Peizhou's face darkened.
It seems that Xie Peizhou has not yet accepted that the girl he raised is with someone else, or even getting married and having children.
Upon hearing this, Wen Ci turned around to look at Xie Peizhou, then looked away feeling guilty.
Wen Ci pretended to be shy: "Uncles, I'm embarrassed to say this, but don't worry, my boyfriend is definitely a good person, trust my judgment."
Xie Peizhou felt a pang of sadness when he heard Wen Ci's high praise for her boyfriend.
He picked up the orange juice at hand and took a sip. His face immediately turned pale. It was so sour!
After a moment, he put the cup back on the table and said in a gentle tone, "Wen Ci, tell me about it. When it comes to love, those involved are often confused while those on the sidelines can see things more clearly. It would be good to have these elders to look over the matter."
Compared to the first time he heard Wen Ci talk about her boyfriend, he was much calmer this time.
But he became more and more curious about what kind of ability the other party had that could attract Wen Ci.
It could make the little girl who was madly infatuated with him back then completely let go of him and throw herself into the arms of that foreigner.
“Squeak—”
The phone in the bag suddenly vibrated.
Wen Ci smiled apologetically at everyone and took out her cell phone from her bag. Xie Peizhou's dark eyes instantly swept over and saw the note on the caller ID: "baby".
The man's hands, which were casually placed on the chair, gradually clenched, showing restraint.
Wen Ci didn't notice, she stood up apologetically: "Sorry, uncles, I have to go out to answer a phone call."
Shen Xu joked: "Is it your boyfriend?"
Wen Ci glanced at Xie Peizhou and found that he had a gloomy and unhappy expression.
It's a little strange. Wasn't it fine just now?
"Yeah, I'll be back soon."
The call was from my daughter Nian Nian.
There is a time difference of nearly 11 hours between Beijing and Washington, and the day and night in the two places are reversed.
It was nine o'clock in the evening on Wen Ci's side, and Wen Niannian had just woken up. She had a nightmare in which she dreamed that Wen Ci and her father had given birth to a younger brother in China and abandoned her in Washington.
She woke up crying sadly.
When Wen Ci heard her daughter crying, she felt heartbroken. She coaxed her daughter with soft words for a while, and her daughter gradually calmed down.
"You are my dearest baby."
Before hanging up the phone, Wen Ci expressed her love to her daughter lovingly.
She will always be her most important baby.
When she turned around, Xie Peizhou was standing behind her.
His tall body was against the light, Wen Ci couldn't see the emotions on his face, she could only hear his low voice.
"Give me the phone."
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