Wang Hu took Zhang Qian to the top floor of the Western restaurant. The lobby manager happened to be there, and when she saw Wang Hu, she quickly went up to greet him.
"Good evening, Mr. Wang. Would you like to sit in a private room or in the main hall tonight?"
Wang Hu replied, "Good evening, Miss. Just arrange a seat for me in the lobby. Thank you for your help last night. I still don't know your surname."
The manager replied, "My surname is You, and my given name is Yue. Please don't be so polite; it's all we should do. Mr. Wang, please come with me."
You Yue led the way, followed by Wang Hu. Zhang Qian nervously held Wang Hu's hand, feeling both tense and excited.
When Zhang Qian stood at the entrance of this Western restaurant, the dazzling crystal chandelier and soft lighting made her feel a little dizzy.
Her feelings were mixed, a mixture of anticipation for the lavish dinner to come and worry about the exorbitant cost. Her heart was racing, her palms were slightly sweaty, and her nervousness made her breathing a little rapid.
You Yue led them to a window seat where they could see the sea outside. Under the night sky, the tall buildings were brightly lit, and the sea in the distance shimmered. The starlight and fishing lights reflected each other, and it was as if they could hear the sea breeze and the sound of the waves, peaceful and mysterious.
After the two sat down, You Yue said to Wang Hu, "Mr. Wang, please call the waiter if you need anything. If you need anything else, I'll be waiting for you in the lobby."
After You Yue left, the waiter handed over the menu, which Wang Hu then passed to Zhang Qian. Zhang Qian looked at the prices, hesitated to order, and returned the menu to Wang Hu.
Wang Hu thought about how delicious the Wellington he had last time was, and then asked the waiter, "Why is the Wellington steak 800-1500?"
The waiter said, "Sir, the price difference is due to the different cuts of beef."
Wang Hu ordered, "Two Wellingtons, the best cuts, two pasta dishes, and two desserts." Then he looked at Zhang Qian and asked, "Sister Qian, can you drink?"
Zhang Qian said, "I can drink a little bit."
Hearing Zhang Qian say this, waiter Wang Hu said, "Bring a bottle of wine to accompany the meal. Do you have any recommendations?"
"Sir, I recommend Lafite Bordeaux."
"Okay, then, this wine will do."
As soon as the waiter left, Zhang Qian leaned forward and whispered to Wang Hu, "You've been here before? The manager was so polite to you. And why is everything so expensive? I thought you were going to take me to eat spicy hot pot!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Hu recalled a phrase from his past life circulating online: "A bowl of spicy hot pot for 6 yuan, and I'll have sex with you 13 times that night." He looked at Zhang Qian and realized she didn't know the meaning of that phrase.
Wang Hu replied, "I've been here twice before. This is to apologize to you. I have to treat you to a good meal. Just tell me if you're sincere enough."
Zhang Qian said exaggeratedly, "Your sincerity is too much, it's really startling me."
The dishes arrived right after we finished talking, along with desserts and Bordeaux. The waiter poured the wine into a decanter, swirled it a few times, and then poured it into a glass.
Wang Hu took a sip, and to be honest, it wasn't that amazing. He took a small sip, frowned slightly, and thought to himself, "This wine is expensive, but it's not as mellow as Moutai, and it lacks that lingering aftertaste."
Zhang Qian, however, really enjoyed it. She drank a glass and a happy expression appeared on her face. Then the steak was served, and she began to slowly savor the delicious-looking steak.
Even though you ordered the same thing last night, it was like Pigsy eating ginseng fruit – you didn't really taste anything, you were just busy filling your stomach.
With a light touch of the knife and fork, the Wellington steak is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with juicy and flavorful meat. The mushroom sauce is rich but not greasy, but it still feels like it's missing a bit of the taste of home.
Zhang Qian also imitated Wang Hu, slowly savoring the food. Wang Hu's position with the knife and fork was incorrect to begin with, so her imitation was naturally also incorrect. Because she was not used to using them, she was also very clumsy.
Then a snicker came from the side. Wang Hu and Zhang Qian looked in that direction and saw a man and a woman. The woman was very pretty, wearing a knitted dress, but she had a great figure, with a slender figure and plenty of breasts, at least a D cup.
That guy was no good; he even had acne on his face. I couldn't understand why such a beautiful woman would eat with such an ugly man.
When the two men saw Wang Hu looking at them, the woman immediately turned her head away, while the man shouted, "You two country bumpkins, you can't even eat Western food!"
Upon hearing this, the woman hurriedly stopped him, but the man continued to ramble on.
This was Zhang Qian's first time in a place like this, and she always felt inferior. When she was mocked, her eyes immediately turned red.
Wang Hu picked up the plate in front of him, intending to hit him. After getting up, he looked around and saw that there were several cameras. He calmed down, took the plate, walked over to the ugly guy, and then crushed the plate with a little force.
The ugly guy was so scared he didn't dare move. Wang Hu threw the plate on the table, slapped his face, and said coldly, "Kid, you should thank the country, otherwise you'd be a corpse right now, you know that!"
Wang Hu went back to his seat and comforted Zhang Qian. Although she had calmed down, she was still visibly depressed. Neither of them spoke until the end of the meal.
After finishing the meal, the bill came to 15,000 yuan. Zhang Qian looked at the bill and her expression tightened again. She had been subtly inquiring about Wang Hu's situation with Meng Zhiyun for the past two days. Since Wang Hu's money came so quickly, Meng Zhiyun had not told her about it.
After leaving the restaurant, Wang Hu noticed her serious expression and asked, "What's wrong? Are you still upset about what happened earlier? I'm going to go back and beat him up." He then turned to leave.
Zhang Qian hurriedly stopped him and said, "No, it's not that. I wanted you to treat me to a meal. I didn't expect it to cost so much. Aren't you in business? What will you do when you run out of money? I still have more than 10,000 yuan in my card. I'll withdraw it for you in a bit."
Wang Hu was completely stunned when he heard this. He had originally intended to treat her as a mistress, but he never expected to have struck gold. Tiger cherishes any woman who is willing to spend money on him.
He picked her up and started kissing her. The kiss was gentle yet passionate. Five minutes later, he picked her up, supporting her buttocks with one hand and holding her waist with the other.
Wang Hu said to Zhang Qian, "I have to show you what a man can do," and then picked her up and walked toward the elevator, ignoring the stares of other people.
There were several bank ATMs outside Yintai Mall. He randomly picked one, went inside, carried Zhang Qian inside, and locked the door.
Zhang Qian thought he was going to do something bad here, so she said to Wang Hu, "There are cameras here." After saying that, she glanced at Wang Hu shyly, looking as if she was still very eager.
Wang Hu tapped her nose with his finger, then kissed her, took out his bank card, inserted it, entered the PIN, and then showed Zhang Qian the balance.
Seeing Wang Hu's actions, Zhang Qian knew she had misunderstood. Her face turned red, and then she saw the balance on Wang Hu's bank card: 2,453,621.
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