Princeton Avenue in the central district is the most prosperous area in Shengjing today. It is home to many foreign companies and many private clubs open only to Westerners.
Lu Ming was walking with a group of young men and women, all of whom were classmates from the business school, and most of them were Sun Jingjun's fellow townsmen. He and Gao Xiaoli were also pulled along by Sun Jingjun.
In fact, Hovers called for a long time last night and said that Horton, the boss of Guanglifa, wanted to meet him.
For me, instead of wasting that time, it’s better to go shopping with these young people and relax. It’s very pleasant.
The only thing that makes people feel a little uncomfortable is that Gao Xiaoli is hanging around a junior female student and is like a bootlicker for her.
If you want to say, don't you have Xiaohua? If you compare the two, Xiaohua is more suitable to be a wife.
However, the junior sister painted her nails with red polish, put on light makeup, and wore a very popular blue flower dress. Her charming temperament would indeed make the young men who were bored on campus all day feel refreshed and flock to her. In school, the school uniforms were the traditional blue jacket and black skirt, or very rustic clothes. It was rare to see a dress like this sister.
This senior sister named Zhao must have a wealthy family and was very knowledgeable. As she walked around and introduced the rare items in the foreign companies, she soon became the center of attention.
According to Sun Jingjun, Gao Xiaoli was fascinated by this senior schoolmate Zhao Peipei the first time he saw her, and he kept chasing after her like a possessed person.
I was drunk that day and decided to join the performing arts club because senior Zhao Peipei was the president of the club.
To be honest, there aren't many children from wealthy families studying at Shengjing Business School, but it's also extremely rare to find someone as poor as Gao Xiaoli.
Zhao Peipei seemed to be very nice to Gao Xiaoli, which made Gao Xiaoli even more attracted to her.
In front of the soda shop, Zhao Peipei was very considerate and treated Gao Xiaoli to soda. Most other people treated girls instead of boys, but she did the opposite, thus saving Gao Xiaoli from embarrassment.
But the look in her eyes clearly showed deep contempt for Gao Xiaoli, as if she had found an ugly new toy and was just playing with it.
Under the parasols in front of the soda shop, these students formed groups, gathered with their close ones, and sat at three tables in twos and threes.
At the snow-white round table by the street, the iron triangle that Sun Jingjun thought of was replaced by Gao Xiaoli, the sophomore senior who had met Lu Ming outside the Xinzhi Bookstore, named Yuan Keli, who was still wearing the cheap suit.
As for Gao Xiaoli, he squeezed into the table where Zhao Peipei was with many other people and they were chatting animatedly.
Lu Ming knew that Gao Dali probably didn't tell his brother about his own affairs. Maybe he felt it was too unbelievable and didn't know who he was, so he simply kept silent. Oftentimes, this was also the way for the poor to protect themselves.
"A Ming, can you play table tennis?" During today's outing, Yuan Keli followed Lu Ming all the time, while Zhao Peipei and Gao Xiaoli were also talking about playing table tennis at the table over there.
Lu Ming smiled and said, "Not bad." He could sense that Yuan Keli was not very popular, probably because the truly wealthy classmates disliked him, while the poor classmates thought he was too fond of flattering the rich.
Looking at the watch, Lu Ming smiled and said, "It's almost lunch time. Let's find a place to eat."
Sun Jingjun looked at Gao Xiaoli's table with some anger and said, "Okay!"
Lu Ming looked at him and smiled: "Don't be angry, I'll treat you today, let's go eat something delicious. I can't go this afternoon and the next two days. If the professor calls on you, you'll have to cover for me."
This time, I really want to get my diploma, but if my ultimate degree in this world is Shengjing Business School, it would be too disappointing.
"What are you talking about? It's my duty. I'll go tell them." Sun Jingjun stood up.
After Sun Jingjun finished speaking and Lu Ming and the other two left, the group dispersed in twos and threes. Those who were closer walked together to discuss where to have lunch.
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Princeton Avenue has the most famous Michelin restaurant in Shengjing, which is a two-story building that looks like a small snow-white palace.
At this moment, Sun Jingjun looked at the handsome western waiter in a suit and tie at the reception desk next to the restaurant door and smiled bitterly at Lu Ming: "Let's change places?"
Yuan Keli looked at the splendor of the restaurant with envy and a little fear, and murmured, "It would be great if I could really go in." There was no need to sit here to eat. Even if he could go in and even take a walk around, he would be so proud to brag about it to his classmates in the future.
Because the Michelin restaurant is an old restaurant in Shengjing for more than a hundred years. It was only open to Westerners in the past, but now it is a membership system. However, the selection of Zhongzhou members is extremely strict. Only the top Zhongzhou people can enter. It is said that before the Black Mountain Special Administrative Region opened a concession here, there were no more than a hundred Zhongzhou people who got VIP cards. For the millions of Zhongzhou people in Shengjing, they are truly top-notch people picked from thousands of miles away.
Westerners can still enter freely, but if they don't have a membership card, they will be registered and considered a member of the restaurant, thus avoiding some legal issues.
When Lu Ming just finished a phone call in a public telephone booth not far away and said that he would have dinner at Michelin today, Yuan Keli and Sun Jingjun thought they had heard it wrong, but they didn't expect that Lu Ming really brought them here.
At this time, Lu Ming had already walked towards the reception desk, and Yuan Keli and Sun Jingjun could only follow him reluctantly.
"Table 18 was just booked by Black Mountain Investment Company. My last name is Zhang." Lu Ming spoke in Central Plains dialect.
Although the Western waiter behind the reception desk frowned, he had indeed just received a call from the front desk. He had also just recorded it in the booklet that Table No. 18 was booked by Black Mountain Investment Company and four guests would come. The host was Mr. Zhang.
The boss treats people in the Montenegrin Concession differently because Montenegrins are different from people in the Northern Territory. The Montenegrin Special Zone is located in the south of the Yangtze River and is directly under the jurisdiction of the imperial capital from an administrative perspective. It has recently become part of the East China Sea economic entity.
The manager and foremen lectured the waiters several times, saying that it was the boss's instructions that if Montenegrin people wanted to dine in the restaurant, they could enter freely with their Montenegrin Concession driver's license, work ID, etc., just like Western individual tourists, they just needed to register as members.
So, although Michelin restaurants basically require speaking Western languages, the other party spoke Central Asian languages. Since he could understand, the waiter still put on a professional smile and said, "Okay, three gentlemen, please! Is there anyone who will arrive later?"
To be honest, among these three people, two students were wearing one suit. Although it looked like cheap stuff, they did not look unkempt and there was no way to refuse them.
There was another waitress at the side, who led Lu Ming and the other two into the restaurant.
Yuan Keli and Sun Jingjun followed Lu Ming trembling with fear.
Lu Ming turned around and smiled at them: "I've heard of this place a long time ago. I happened to be close to it, so I came in to see what's going on. Sooner or later, I'll tear it down!"
The two were stunned and didn't know what to say.