Looking at the dishes on the table, Lao Wang had a huge appetite. He called Charlie, pinched the roasted oysters with his hands and started to put them into his mouth.
The oysters were fresh and tender, the fried whitebait was soft and fragrant, the salmon salad was full of color and flavor, and the lobster bisque was even sweeter and delicious. Wang Bo was so impressed with this meal that he loosened his belt twice.
Finally, when he went to check out, it was only the processing fee. In addition, the prices in New Zealand are low, so he felt that there was not much money. But when the boss paid the bill, he was dumbfounded: "Thank you for coming, the total is 380 yuan."
"How much? 380 yuan? New Zealand dollars or RMB?"
"Everything can be paid, sir. It's 380 yuan in New Zealand dollars. According to today's exchange rate, the RMB is 1,700 yuan." The fat boss smiled naively.
Wang Bo said he couldn't accept it. Isn't the processing fee too expensive? A processing fee of 1,700 for a meal, and it’s still a roadside stall—have you been ripped off again
He turned back to look for Charlie, but the guy saw a beautiful woman and ran over, leaving him alone here.
So Lao Wang took out the police badge and put it on the cashier, and asked calmly: "How much? My ears are not good, please say it again."
The boss didn't even look at the golden police badge and printed out the invoice and consumption slip directly to him. He looked at it and saw that the consumption slip was clear: how much is the processing fee, how much is the seasoning, how much is the stall fee...
"Even the stalls cost money?" Lao Wang asked.
The boss said with a smile: "Yours is a VI viewing seat, 80 yuan per table."
Lao Wang was speechless, put away his police badge, put down 380 yuan and left, with a bleak look on his back.
The boss shouted to his back again: "Hey, sir, there is still something unfinished."
Lao Wang turned around strangely and said, "What's wrong?"
"I haven't given the tip yet," the boss continued with a smile.
Lao Wang was a little embarrassed and came over and said: "As far as I know, there is no tradition of tipping in New Zealand restaurants, right?"
He knew this when he went abroad, and his boss couldn't keep him in the dark.
The boss pointed to the American Stars and Stripes on the sign and said, "Sorry, this is an American restaurant."
"I'm convinced!"
Obviously Charlie had stabbed him, no wonder he wasn't allowed to pay for the seafood. He was going to argue with this guy, but he saw him leaning on a Maserati and smiling at a beautiful woman.
"Okay, let you pick up girls first. After you pick up girls, I will beat you to death!" Lao Wang rubbed his fist and swore fiercely. Then he stood aside and learned to pick up girls. He would continue to learn as long as he was old.
Charlie put his arm casually on the burgundy body of the Maserati and waved to the beauty: "Hi, madam, do you need a ride?"
The beautiful woman should be of yellow race, wearing big sunglasses, with curly black hair at the end, and a slender figure. She was wearing a pure white short-sleeved top and a high-waisted black flowing long skirt, which was very windy. The hem of the skirt is swaying, and the beautiful legs are looming.
Cleverly, she knotted the hem of her dress randomly under her breasts, revealing a slender white waist, which made her look very sexy and charming.
But Wang Bo felt a little familiar with this girl, as if he had seen her before somewhere.
Hearing Charlie's greeting, the beauty twisted her waist and walked over in a charming way. Seeing this, Charlie showed a confident smile on her face and secretly winked at Wang Bo behind her.
Wang Bo was about to lament that women today are too materialistic, and then the beauty took out a small remote control panel from her bag. After pressing it, the front and rear lights of the Porsche 911 came on, and it made a few "squeaking" sounds...
The confident smile of a successful person on Charlie's face froze, and his expression was as stiff as a cement floor.
The beauty walked over and pointed to the side. Charlie awkwardly stepped aside. Lao Wang quickly took out his mobile phone to take a photo. Such a confused expression is really rare!
The Maserati started to move and suddenly stopped when it passed Wang Bo. The car window fell and a clear and sweet voice sounded: "Hi, Wang, why are you here?"
The beautiful woman in the car took off her sunglasses. When Wang Bo looked at her appearance, he remembered why he felt familiar: she was the female host who interviewed him at the small town sports meeting. Eva said that she was very famous in the South Island and was of Chinese descent like him. , the name seems to be Monica.
"Monica? Wow, what a coincidence. In Chinese, that means we are really destined to meet each other thousands of kilometers apart." Lao Wang said with a smile.
Charlie's eyes widened next to him, his face full of disbelief.
In his eyes, Wang Bo is just a sultry little shooter. He didn't expect that the beautiful woman he hadn't hooked up with would actually take the initiative to hook up with him - this is unscientific!
After some hesitation, Charlie walked up, he smiled and said: "Hi, buddy, do you know each other? Haha, I'm sorry Monica, I just made a joke with you, but actually I recognized you at the first sight, Gold medal presenter of South Island Voice, I am your fan.”
The beautiful host shook hands with him politely, and then said to Wang Bo: "I'm glad to meet you here, but I'm in a bit of a hurry because I have to participate in a program on Wellington Cable TV in the afternoon. Can I contact you later?"
As she said that, a look of regret appeared on her pretty face. She took out a piece of letterhead and quickly wrote something on it and handed it to him, "Call me when you have the chance."
Lao Wang took the note, and she waved and prepared to leave, but looked at Charlie and asked, "Sir, do you need me to give you a ride?"
Wang Bo was afraid that this guy would cause some trouble, so he quickly said: "Although my guy is very happy, let's forget it. We are not going along. You are going to the TV station, and we are going to the police station."
Charlie asked in surprise: "Why go to the police station?"
"Didn't you lose face just now? Let the police help you find the face you lost." Lao Wang laughed.
Monica smiled softly, and the Maserati slowly left, leaving behind a delicate and elegant figure.
After the car drove away, Charlie grabbed Wang Bo's collar and said angrily: "Why are you so unloyal?"
"Why don't you show loyalty?" Wang Bo gave a thumbs up: "First of all, I didn't have a chance to introduce you. You see, they didn't give me this chance at all. They just said hello as a courtesy."
He raised his index finger again: "Secondly, you don't really want to get in her car, do you? She said hello and left. Obviously she just wanted to say a few words to give us face."
Finally, he raised his middle finger: "Again, you are the first to be unloyal. Damn it, you bastard cheated me. The processing fee is 400 yuan! Why is it so expensive?!"
Now, he once again had the idea of not being the mayor and becoming a chef. You know, his cooking skills are also good.
The two found a nearby express hotel. Charlie asked what they were doing, and Wang Bo said that I wanted you to take a rest. You will definitely be tired after flying all morning.
After hearing this, Charlie snorted and said, "You have a conscience," and his expression became happy.