After hearing his announcement, a row of people turned around and saw a familiar figure appearing on the road.
"Doctor Tao, have you bought dinner for them?" Wei Tianlang called out.
Tao Zhijie had just arrived. He was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then he smiled inscrutablely: "It shouldn't be me, it's Xiao Song. I saw the car Xiao Song was sitting in."
Then a taxi drove up to the crowd, and Song Xuelin got out from the back seat, still carrying a brown briefcase on his shoulder. A silver van with the hotel logo "Xingyue" painted on the outside followed behind the taxi, and turned into the community according to the instructions.
"Let's go upstairs to eat. It's cold." Cao Yong said to everyone.
The weather was quite cold, with the north wind blowing hard and making people shiver. But everyone was having fun together, no one felt cold, only hot all over. The group of people walked upstairs, talking and laughing.
The hotel staff who brought up dinner filled a large table with delicious dishes.
The aroma of food caused the diners around the table to salivate with cravings. People who had finished dinner were reluctant to leave and could not help but follow suit. No one can resist delicious food, people are born with food.
Wei Tianlang was not polite anymore. He pulled a chair and squeezed in the middle, saying frankly, "I want to try this. I've never been to Xingyue Hotel before, and I've never eaten their food. I just remember that everyone said their kitchen is comparable to an international seven-star hotel."
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Xingyue Hotel is a famous five-star hotel in the capital. It may be that they have enough customers and business volume, so they don't need to do dine-in business. The hotel kitchen is only responsible for serving guests in the hotel, which makes people outside who have never stayed in Xingyue covet the legendary delicious food of this hotel for a long time.
Rumor has it that, as Wei Tianlang said, Xingyue's chefs have top-notch cooking skills and are among the best in the capital's hotels.
"Do you think he is the son of a hotel tycoon?" He Xiangyu whispered in the ear of senior sister Liu Jingyun, pointing at Song Xuelin who was sitting there and made a bold guess.
Liu Jingyun tilted her head and thought, indeed, to be able to get Xingyue to deliver food, this person must have a close relationship with Xingyue. The news that Song Xuelin was a second-generation rich man was not surprising, as everyone had heard of it. What was surprising was that Song Xuelin could get Xingyue to deliver food.
"Thank you, Dr. Song." Wei Tianlang said to Song Xuelin on behalf of a large group of people who wanted to try the delicacy.
"You're welcome." Song Xuelin said these three words calmly. Suddenly, he turned his head towards Xie Wanying and asked, "Doctor Xie, do you think the dishes I ordered are to your taste?"
Xie Wanying was stunned for two seconds: Doctor Song, are you here specifically to bring me food?
Of course. Song Xuelin nodded his chin.
Doctor Xie usually cares most about whether he has eaten or not. He thinks that Doctor Xie is very capable and does not need his help tonight, but he probably forgets to eat like him, so he brings food to repay his kindness.
Xie Wanying: Doctor Song, you’re so… too polite.
The most she had ever done was treat the other person to some noodle soup at KFC, and they would send her meals worth several thousand dollars at a time.
You're welcome. The tips for the small meals add up to a lot. Song Xuelin's eyes showed that he was no worse than her when it came to math problems.
Xie Wanying turned back and said: I accept it. Doctor Song is better than her in two-dimensional arithmetic.
"Eat." Huang Zhilei waved his chopsticks at the little apprentice sister and told her not to be polite to Song Mao. Usually, the little apprentice sister was very nice to Song Mao, so it was only right for Song Mao to give her a meal.
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