When the city gate was about to close, a carriage pulled by two Ferghana horses drove in with a "clattering" sound.
The man in charge of guarding the city gate was about to pop his eyes out.
"Isn't that a Ferghana horse?"
“You’re not mistaken!”
"Who is this guy? He looks quite arrogant!"
Qian Jiuzhao was not satisfied with the speed of the two Arabian horses, and his face looked so ugly that ink was about to drip out of it.
Even through the car curtain, Yuanbao could feel his resentment.
In fact, this carriage was really fast, but Master Jiu was still dissatisfied.
"Let's go to that restaurant first, and then go to Shadow Pavilion!"
"yes."
Yuanbao guessed that Qian Jiuzhao must be hungry, so he thought of going to the restaurant to eat something first.
After Meng Zhi saw off the last guest, he saw two Arabian horses coming towards him, and a speculative glint flashed in his little eyes.
"Tsk! So rich?"
Yuan Bao stopped the carriage and looked Meng Zhi up and down: "A private room!"
Meng Zhi folded his arms, his attitude arrogant: "Shanshan Health Restaurant only accepts reservations!"
"We have come from far away, please give us some convenience!"
Yuanbao was saying nice things when Qian Jiuzhao looked as if someone owed him a few hundred bucks and lifted the curtain of the carriage with an impatient look.
"Here, can you please give me some convenience?"
A gold ingot was thrown towards Meng Zhi's face.
Meng Zhi glared, grabbed the gold ingot, and threw it back the same way.
"Who do you think has never seen gold?"
The atmosphere was tense.
Yuanbao said he had a headache.
Jiu Ye is very rich and will never waste his breath on things that can be solved with money.
But his biggest problem is that he uses money to attack others.
Look, you made people angry again, didn’t you?
Meng Zhi also had a temper. He puffed out his big belly, snorted, turned around and left, and asked the waiter to close the door.
Yuan Bao was extremely embarrassed. He turned his head to look at his own Master Jiu and whispered, "Master Jiu, there's still a long way to go!"
Qian Jiuzhao's eyes twitched with anger. "Didn't he say he only accepts reservations? Make a reservation right now!"
When the time comes, he will definitely take advantage of the opportunity to make things difficult for this fat winter melon!
Yuanbao nodded repeatedly.
Now, as long as Master Jiu doesn't cause trouble and goes back to the villa with him obediently, everything will be fine.
"Master Jiu, shall we go back now?"
Qian Jiuzhao snorted twice and said in a bad tone: "Go back!"
Yuanbao got back on the carriage and drove to the villa.
The next morning, Qian Jiuzhao urged Yuanbao to make a reservation at the restaurant.
Meng Zhi still remembered this man, but he didn't say anything bad to him. He just ignored him on purpose.
Yuan Bao walked forward angrily, "Boss, can you make a reservation for tomorrow?"
Meng Zhi took a thick booklet and said, "It's already scheduled for three months later!"
Yuanbao looked shocked.
Is this restaurant so popular? The wait is three months in advance!
He was about to take out the silver to ask Meng Zhi to open a back door, but then he remembered that his own Ninth Master had used silver to hit someone yesterday, and guessed that if he took out the silver at this time, Meng Zhi might be beaten, so he changed his mind.
"Shopkeeper, Master Jiu just has a bad temper. Apart from being stupid and rich, he doesn't have any other shortcomings!"
"Ha!" Meng Zhi ignored him and continued to work on the abacus.
"Could you please give us a favor, considering that our Ninth Master has come thousands of miles to try our restaurant's food?"
Meng Zhi frowned slightly and stared at him with judgment.
If you look closely at this person, he really doesn't look like a Dagan person. "Where are you from?"
"Coming from the south!"
"South?" Meng Zhi had a new guess in his mind, which was quickly denied by him.
The richest man in the Tianlong Continent is Qian Jiuzhao. It is rumored that he sleeps on a golden bed and drinks fairy dew.
He is probably almost 80 years old. He is probably just a spoiled young man who is ignorant of the sufferings of the world.
"Yes, it's the south! There are many wealthy businessmen in the south, and Jiu Ye has been spoiled by his family since he was a child."
Yuanbao planned to play the victim and ask Meng Zhi to do him a favor.
"Oh!"
Another monosyllabic word like this gave Yuanbao a headache.
"Boss, can't you please give me some favor?"
Meng Zhi held the booklet horizontally in front of Yuan Bao. "These people have reserved guests for tomorrow. If you have the ability, you can ask them for a favor!"
In fact, there is a private room upstairs reserved for Qu Li all year round, but Meng Zhi really hated Qian Jiuzhao's disgusting look when he threw money at people last night.
Yuanbao has had a photographic memory since he was a child. He can remember all the names with just one glance.
He thanked Meng Zhi and went to visit these people.
That night, he came back smiling.
"Master Jiu, we can go to the restaurant to eat tomorrow!" Yuanbao waved the sign in his hand at him.
Qian Jiuzhao pouted and said, "It's their honor to go there!"
"Yes, yes, it's their honor!" Yuanbao was also a little tired.
"Master, have you met the deputy leader?" Yuanbao poured him some tea and asked softly.
"Yes."
"That……"
"Qu Li?" Qian Jiuzhao took a sip of tea and glanced at him sideways.
"Anyone who can be favored by the Fifth Prince must be extraordinary!"
"I'm going to meet her tomorrow!"
The next day, when Bai Fengyao went to the restaurant to inspect, she happened to meet Qian Jiuzhao.
When he came in with the reservation sign, Meng Zhi almost dropped his jaw in surprise.
It seems expected, yet also seems unexpected.
Anyone who comes is a guest. Even if he guessed that he definitely had bad intentions, Mr. Meng Zhi could only greet him carefully.
"You're going to serve guests with such shabby tea?"
Meng Zhi's face darkened: "Look behind you!"
Qian Jiuzhao turned his head to look.
Yuanbao read in a clear voice: "You can bring your own wine and tea in this restaurant. A corkage fee is charged! Master Jiu, what is a corkage fee?"
Meng Zhi didn't get annoyed and explained with a smile: "You brought drinks with you, so you must use the restaurant's teacups and wine glasses. This is the corkage fee."
It was the first time that Qian Jiuzhao heard such a novel word. He raised his eyebrows and his eyes were full of interest.
"Very interesting."
No wonder the Fifth Prince was interested in this. There really is something in Qu Li’s head!
"We didn't bring any drinks or beverages. We simply said that the tea here is terrible!"
Meng Zhi's smile faded. "Everyone else thinks it's great, but you're the only one who has such an idea. Our boss said we don't have to give up the entire forest for a single leaf."
Qian Jiuzhao's face darkened: "Call your boss!"
Yuan Bao was afraid that he would anger them and kick them out, so he quickly stopped him: "Master Jiu, we came to the restaurant to eat, not to drink tea, so let's not dwell on this, okay?"
Meng Zhi's expression finally softened. He handed them the menu and said, "Order."
Qian Jiuzhao looked at the elegant names of the dishes and became even more curious about Qu Li.
“I want one of each of these!”
He had a lot of money and everyone said he had the ability to turn everything he touched into gold. To him, silver was like stones on the roadside.
"Sorry!" Meng Zhi refused decisively.
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