The uncle looked deeply at Fang Zhihan.
It is said that people with low IQ are more beautiful, and it is difficult for beautiful people to have high IQ. It seems that this is true.
He smiled at Fang Zhihan even more amiably, "Come on, come on, don't be restrained, eat the food and drink as much as you want."
He poured two glasses of wine and placed one in front of Fang Zhihan.
Fang Zhihan picked up the wine glass, looked at it expressionlessly, and then put it back on the turntable.
He rested one arm on the back of Gan Gan's chair, and said with full elegance: "I eat seafood, and I only drink red wine."
The eldest aunt and He Wanxin looked at each other and rolled their eyes mockingly.
If their uncle hadn't warned them before, they would have laughed out loud and pretended to be cool and drank red wine.
Yu Gangan raised his hand to touch his forehead.
Fang Zhihan must have realized that the food on the table was a bomb, and he did it on purpose.
But she didn't understand at all, what on earth was he going to do
Against him, his IQ always seems to be a little overdrawn.
Let's go and see.
The waiter came in and handed the drink menu to Fang Zhihan.
Yu Gangan turned to look at Fang Zhihan, his eyes filled with warning, confusion, and questioning.
Fang Zhihan didn't seem to notice it at all and just asked her: "What do you want to eat? This restaurant has black truffles freshly flown from France. Would you like some?"
The voice is deep, mellow and attractive.
Yu Gangan's eyes widened, but he still didn't make a sound.
She really didn't know what to say. After all, her uncle was also a scheming old fox. She was very afraid that Fang Zhihan would accidentally tell her and make her buy the whole table of vegetables.
Just thinking about it makes my liver hurt.
Fang Zhihan still didn't notice her worry and nervousness, and just asked the waiter to bring a black truffle.
Next to him, He Wanxin immediately said, "I want one too."
Those are French black truffles, which are extremely expensive.
Anyway, Yu is willing to pay the bill, and if you don’t eat, you’ll get nothing.
The waiter smiled and immediately added, and then asked Fang Zhihan what red wine he wanted.
Fang Zhihan glanced at it, closed the menu, and said to the waiter: "King of Wudang."
The waiter was stunned and a little surprised. He was about to say something, but he saw Fang Zhihan squinting his eyes, with a majestic aura that was cold and powerful.
She nodded immediately, turned around and went out.
After the waiter came out of the box, he found their manager as quickly as possible. His face was red and he said excitedly: "Manager, manager... A customer ordered a Wudang King. Do we want to have it?"
The manager's eyes lit up, as if he had picked up some big treasure: "Come on, of course, come on, hurry up, hurry up, make sure you take good care of the guests in that box and make them feel at home. This is our super VIP."
"Okay, okay."
The waiter responded cheerfully, with a smile that almost reached his ears.
She took the wine into the box as quickly as possible. Before opening it, she asked Fang Zhihan: "Hello, guest, this is the Wudang King you ordered. Can you open it now?"
Fang Zhihan nodded.
The uncle's eyes were also fixed on the wine bottle.
He thought back to when he looked at the wine list just now. The variety of red wines was very complete. After all, this was the most luxurious seafood restaurant in the city, with prices ranging from a few hundred to hundreds of thousands.
The expensive wines are all imported from abroad, but there is no Wudang King.
Look at the colorful label on this bottle of Wu-Tang King, which is not high-end at all.
With the old-fashioned name of Wudang, it is probably a domestic off-brand wine, and the price is probably only a few hundred yuan at most.
Fang Zhihan didn't drink Dongjiu because he was afraid that it wasn't because he didn't drink it, but because Dongjiu was too expensive and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to afford it after drinking too much.
(End of chapter)