Yang Ming looked at his watch. It was exactly five to six, so he swaggered to the Heavenly World.
"Excuse me, sir, are you here to eat …" The greeter at the entrance of the Heavenly World looked at Yang Ming strangely. At this time, Yang Ming was dressed as a student, and he came alone. No wonder the greeter had this question.
"Nonsense, if I don't eat, why would I come here?" Yang Ming was very uncomfortable with the question. It seemed like he was a beggar.
"Oh, then, please come with me …" The greeter saw that Yang Ming's clothes were very ordinary. They were basically street goods. He didn't look like he could afford to come here. It was known that a meal at the Heavenly World, even if it wasn't expensive, would cost hundreds of thousands of yuan.
When he came to the service desk, Yang Ming suddenly remembered that he didn't make an appointment with Wang Zhitao in advance, and he didn't have a mobile phone. This is bad! Could it be that this brat was deliberately tricking him?
The greeter saw that Yang Ming's face was uncertain. She thought that he saw the luxury here and didn't have money to spend. She couldn't help but snicker.
"Sir, do you want to eat or not? If you want to eat, I can let the front desk arrange a table for you. If you don't want to eat, then go out. I still have work to do! "The greeter was sure that Yang Ming was a poor ghost, so she wasn't polite with her words.
Yang Ming listened to the greeter's sarcastic words. He was a little angry in his heart. How can you treat a guest like this? He wanted to attack, but he was afraid that Wang Zhitao was really playing with him. When the time came, he would play with fire. If he didn't eat here, others would laugh at him.
Yang Ming was helpless. He had to try and ask the greeter, "Is there a person named Wang Zhitao who booked a room here?"
"Ah? Are you Wang's guest? " The greeter was stunned. His expression changed from disdain to flattery, "Oh, Mr. Yang, why didn't you say so earlier? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't serve you well just now, please forgive me …"
Yang Ming didn't know why the receptionist's attitude changed so much when she mentioned Wang Zhitao. When he heard her call him Mr. Wang Zhitao, he knew that it must be because Wang Zhitao had greeted him in advance, so he snorted and said, "Then why aren't you taking me there?"
"Yes, yes, Mr. Yang, please come with me!" The greeter bowed and walked up to me. He turned sideways and extended his arm slightly in front of Yang Ming. It was as if he was welcoming a VIP.
It seemed that Wang Zhitao, that little bastard, did not lie to him. Could it be that this guy had really changed his mind? Yang Ming did not understand.
"Mr. Yang, Wang is waiting for you in the Purple Gold Pavilion in front." Taking the elevator to the third floor, the greeter pointed to a private room and said.
"En, I know. This is none of your business. You can leave now!" Yang Ming waved his hand and acted like a master.
"Yes, yes, I didn't serve you well just now. Please don't tell Wang …" The greeter nodded and bowed.
"Okay, okay, I'll let it go this time!" Yang Ming thought, Why are the people here so afraid of Wang Zhitao? What does this little bastard's family do? It seems that he is quite capable!
Yang Ming pushed open the door of the private room and saw Wang Zhitao sitting on the sofa smoking.
Damn, I thought you were a good person. It turns out that you are a heavy smoker like me. Yang Ming walked in casually. "Aiya, class monitor, sorry for making you wait!"
When Wang Zhitao saw Yang Ming, he immediately stood up with a smile. He picked up a pack of cigarettes from the coffee table and stuffed it in Yang Ming's hand. "Yang Ming, you are here! Hehe, I just arrived. Come, have a smoke first. I will ask the waiter to serve the dishes! "Then he put out the cigarette in his hand and turned around to leave the private room.
Yang Ming glanced at the cigarette in his hand. Damn, it's actually Zhonghua! With so much money, Yang Ming usually only bought a box of white ganoderma lucidum that cost two yuan.
Yang Ming took one out and put it in his mouth. He lit it with a lighter. Then he took the opportunity when Wang Zhitao went out to ask the waiter to serve the dishes. He put the remaining half of the Zhonghua into his pocket. It would be stupid not to take advantage of an opportunity. Especially Wang Zhitao, this little bastard. It would be a waste not to take advantage of it. Yang Ming looked at the Zippo lighter in his hand. He thought about it and put it in his pocket. Anyway, taking one is taking, taking two is also taking.
After a while, Wang Zhitao returned to the private room and said, "The dishes are all ready. They'll be served soon. Just wait for a moment!" After saying that, he looked around for the cigarette that he had just smoked.
"Ugh … Are you looking for a cigarette?" Yang Ming scolded in his heart. Smoking? I will kill you. Don't you know that smoking is harmful? But he still put his hand into his pocket, but he didn't take anything out for a long time.
"No need, no need. You can smoke. I want another pack!" Wang Zhitao said and turned around to call the waiter.
"Get me two packs of Zhonghua …" Wang Zhitao glanced at the missing lighter and said to the waiter, "Get me another lighter!"
Wang Zhitao looked at Yang Ming with contempt. He thought, Poor people are poor. You want to pursue Chen Mengyan like this? You are really a toad who wants to eat swan meat.
Soon the dishes were served. Yang Ming was dazzled. Wang Zhitao was really willing to spend money. Abalone, sea cucumber, crab, and prawns were served on the net.
"Yang Ming, come on. Eat quickly. There are only two of us here. There is no need for these formalities. I am also hungry!" Wang Zhitao invited Yang Ming to take a seat.
Yang Ming was starving, but Wang Zhitao didn't say anything. As a guest, he couldn't eat directly.
"Haha, I am also hungry. Then I won't be polite!" Yang Ming directly picked up a big crab for himself and ate.
Although Wang Zhitao said that he was hungry, he didn't eat much. It was always Yang Ming eating.
"Is there any alcohol?" Yang Ming ate for a long time and felt a little thirsty.
"Aiya!" Wang Zhitao patted his head. "Look at me. I forgot about this. What do you want to drink? Beer or drink? "In his heart, he thought, I am waiting for you to say this!
"Drink beer!" Yang Ming felt that it would be a waste if he didn't drink such good food.
"Okay, you wait. I will ask for it." Wang Zhitao turned and left the private room.
Why did this guy become so attentive? Why did he ask for beer personally? What does he want to do? Could it be … Not good. Could it be that this guy wants to run away and leave me here to pay the bill? Yang Ming patted his thigh. I can't let him run away!
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