034. The attentive Wang Zhitao
Yang Ming looked at his watch and saw that it was exactly five minutes to six o'clock, so he swaggered towards the heaven and earth.
"Sir, are you here for dinner..." The greeter at the door of Heaven and Earth looked at Yang Ming strangely. At this time, Yang Ming was dressed like a student, and he came alone. No wonder the greeter had This question.
"Nonsense, what am I doing here if I don't want to eat!" Yang Ming was very unhappy when asked, as if he was begging for food.
"Oh, that's it. Then please follow me..." The greeter saw that Yang Ming was wearing very ordinary clothes. They were basically street stalls. It didn't look like he could afford to come here. You must know that a meal in heaven and on earth will cost hundreds or even thousands of dollars, even if you don’t order anything expensive.
When he came to the service desk, Yang Ming suddenly remembered that he had not made an appointment with Wang Zhitao in advance which room he would be in, and he did not have a mobile phone. This was a big mistake! Could this kid be deceiving himself on purpose
Seeing Yang Ming's uncertain expression, the greeter thought he saw the luxury here and had no money to spend, so he couldn't help but snicker.
"Sir, do you want to eat? If you want to eat, I can ask the front desk to arrange a table for you. If you don't want to eat, then go out. I still have a job!" The receptionist was convinced that Yang Ming was a poor man. So I didn't speak politely.
Yang Ming felt a little angry after hearing the receptionist's harsh words. Do you treat guests like this? He wanted to do it, but he was afraid that Wang Zhitao was really playing with himself. If the time came, he would play with fire. If he didn't eat here, others would You have to laugh at him even more.
Yang Ming had no choice but to give it a try and asked the receptionist: "Is there a person named Wang Zhitao who has booked a room here?"
"Ah? Are you Mr. Wang's guest?" The receptionist was stunned, and his expression immediately changed from disdain to flattery: "Oh, Mr. Yang, why didn't you say earlier, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the service was poor just now, Please forgive me…”
Although Yang Ming didn't know why the greeter's attitude became so good when he mentioned Wang Zhitao, when he heard her calling himself Mr. Yang, he knew it must be because Wang Zhitao had greeted him in advance, so he snorted coldly. Said: "Then why don't you take me there quickly?"
"Yes, yes, Mr. Yang, please come with me!" The greeter bowed and walked up to me. He turned sideways and slightly stretched out his arms before walking in front of Yang Ming, as if he was welcoming some important person.
It seems that Wang Zhitao, a little bastard, did not lie to him. Has this guy really changed his mind? Yang Ming was a little confused.
"Mr. Yang, Mr. Wang is waiting for you in the Zijin Pavilion in front." Taking the elevator to the third floor, the greeter pointed to a box and said.
"Well, I understand. It's none of your business. Go down!" Yang Ming waved his hand, looking like an uncle.
"Yes, yes, the service was poor just now. Please don't tell Mr. Yang, Mr. Wang..." the greeter nodded and bowed.
"Okay, okay, forget it this time!" Yang Ming thought to himself, why are people here so afraid of Wang Zhitao? What does this little bastard do at home? It seems that he is quite capable!
Yang Ming opened the door of the box and saw Wang Zhitao sitting on the sofa inside, smoking a cigarette.
Damn, I thought you were some kind of good bird, but it turns out you are a big smoker just like me. Yang Ming walked in carelessly: "Oh, Mr. Monitor, I kept you waiting for a long time!"
When Wang Zhitao saw Yang Ming, he immediately stood up with a smile on his face. He picked up a pack of incense from the coffee table and stuffed it into Yang Ming's hand. He said, "Yang Ming, you're here! Haha, I've just arrived too. Come on, smoke it first." A cigarette, I'll tell the waiter to serve the food!" Then he put out the cigarette in his hand and turned around and left the box.
Yang Ming glanced at the cigarette in his hand, damn, it was actually China! With so much money, Yang Ming usually buys a box of white Ganoderma lucidum for two yuan at most.
Yang Ming took out a stick from it and put it on his mouth, lit it with a lighter, and then while Wang Zhitao went out to let the waiter serve the food, he put most of the remaining bag of Chinese food into his pocket. It would be foolish not to take advantage of it, especially if Wang Zhitao, a little bastard, has an advantage. Yang Ming looked at the zippo lighter in his hand, and after thinking about it, he put it into his pocket. Anyway, if you take one, you can take two.
After a while, Wang Zhitao returned to the box and said: "The dishes are all prepared and will be here soon. Just wait a moment!" After saying that, he looked around to find another cigarette from just now.
"Uh... are you looking for cigarettes?" Yang Ming cursed in his heart, and he still smoked. I'll beat you to death. I don't know if smoking is harmful! However, he still reached into his arms and took out nothing for a long time.
"No, no, you smoke, I want another pack!" Wang Zhitao said, turning around and calling the waiter.
"Go get me two packets of Zhonghua..." Wang Zhitao glanced at the missing lighter, and then said to the waiter: "Bring me another lighter!"
Wang Zhitao glanced at Yang Ming with disdain and thought, poor people are poor, and if you still want to pursue Chen Mengyan like this, you are really a toad trying to eat swan meat.
The dishes arrived quickly, and Yang Ming was dazzled. Wang Zhitao was really willing to spend money. There were piles of abalone, sea cucumber, crabs and prawns on the Internet.
"Yang Ming, come on, eat quickly. It's just the two of us here, so there's no need for those false gifts. I happen to be hungry too!" Wang Zhitao greeted Yang Ming to the table.
Yang Ming was so greedy just now, but Wang Zhitao didn't say anything. As a guest, he couldn't just start eating.
"Haha, I'm hungry too, so you're welcome!" Yang Ming picked up a big crab for himself and started to chew on it.
Although Wang Zhitao said he was hungry, he basically didn't use his chopsticks. Yang Ming was always eating.
"Is there any wine or something?" Yang Ming ate for a long time and felt a little thirsty.
"Oops!" Wang Zhitao slapped his head: "Look at me, I forgot about this. What do you want to drink? Beer or a drink?" But in his heart, he thought, I'm just waiting for your words!
"Drink beer!" Yang Ming felt that such a good dish would be a waste if he didn't drink alcohol.
"Okay, wait a minute, I'll get it." Wang Zhitao turned around and left the box.
How did this guy become so attentive? Order a beer and go there in person? What does he want to do? Could it be... No, could it be that this kid wants to run away and leave himself here to pay the bill? Yang Ming slapped his thigh and secretly said, don't let him get away! \