Chapter 44: Hit Him in the Face

"Okay." The clerk quickly packed the clothes into a bag and gave it to Wen Miao, then walked Wen Miao out the door.

"You, take care."

... "Do you still recognize me?" Wen Miao once again appeared at the door of the restaurant and asked seriously the receptionist who refused him entry.

"You..." The receptionist who was inviting the previous man in a suit into the room turned around and looked at Wen Miao. It was as if he was choked by something and he immediately stuttered when he spoke.

"You really...really bought it?"

"Don't you only let people wearing suits in here? I'm wearing a suit now, will you let me in?" Wen Miao asked the receptionist with a smile.

"...Of course, please." At this moment, the host's face was a little hot. He originally thought that Wen Miao was just a poor boy, but he didn't expect that he was really rich and deliberately wore a suit to slap him in the face.

People often say: Don't judge a book by its cover. He just listened to it before, but now he has learned his lesson.

...After entering the restaurant, Wen Miao found that it was actually a buffet restaurant, but the food was a bit more upscale and the price was also a bit more expensive, 881. However, for these elites in suits, the matter of sprinkling water was nothing at all!

After scanning the code, Wen Miao found a plate, went to the self-service area to pick up some fruit, and asked the waiter to bring a steak and a glass of red wine.

"Sir, please enjoy your meal."

"good."

Because he had the good fortune to work in a high-end bar before, wine tasting is Wen Miao's strong point.

Wen Miao took a sip of the red wine in her hand. Is this red wine? It's just so-so, medium. As for the steak? With the sauce, the taste is good, the meat is average, but in line with the principle of not wasting food, Wen Miao plans to finish the steak without leaving a single bite.

"Haha, look at that guy, he must be a nouveau riche bumpkin. He even ordered his steak well-done... isn't that embarrassing? Well, come to think of it, his face is the only thing that's worth looking at." Someone laughed.

"Absolutely, no one here eats like him. The steak is either medium or medium rare, even seven is rare!" someone echoed.

When Wen Miao was taking the second bite of steak, he was mercilessly and loudly mocked by two women at the next table.

"Do you two often eat like that?" Wen Miao asked after swallowing the beef in his mouth.

"Of course, we are regular customers here, VLPs. Is this your first time here? You don't know the rules of eating Western food?" said one of the women with heavy makeup in a haughty tone.

"It's okay. If you don't understand, we can teach you!" Another woman in cool clothes raised her lips and smiled coquettishly.

"Oh, that's not necessary. I like to eat it well-done because I'm afraid of parasites accumulating in my body." Wen Miao said concisely.

As expected, Wen Miao was so bored that he died of nagging.

After Wen Miao said this, the two women's faces suddenly changed. They were just so arrogant, but now they looked as if they were slapped in the face and stepped on their tails. Some of their faces turned gray and then red, and they said to Wen Miao angrily.

"So... you were playing a trick on us? Just to say we have parasites in our bodies?"

"Isn't this common sense? You two are both highly educated people, why do you need me to tell you? I'm just talking about my own business, you two are overthinking it." Wen Miao said calmly.

"You...I think you did it on purpose!" said the woman with heavy makeup angrily.

"Don't eat carelessly and don't talk carelessly. Please be careful with your words." Wen Miao replied to the woman politely.