"What a bummer!"
With a livid face, the fat man took the woman he brought with him and planned to leave.
An Xiaoying had already recovered her mood, and when she saw that his mouth was still dirty before leaving, she couldn't help but muttered: "Isn't he just a nouveau riche?"
"What's wrong with the nouveau riche?!" The fat man seemed to have been stabbed in a sore spot. He glared at An Xiaoying and said, "The nouveau riche is better than a bumpkin like you who slaps someone in the face and pretends to be fat!"
But Ye Hong smiled and said: "This gentleman is wrong. I think even if you are a nouveau riche, you can't compare to Ms. An."
As she said this, she picked up An Xiaoying's backpack and "accidentally" opened the zipper, revealing the thick pile of money inside.
The fat man was immediately dumbfounded. How could anyone carry tens of thousands of dollars around with him
This upstart is much more honest than me!
The fat man didn't dare to stay any longer. He pulled the woman and left the restaurant in dejection.
Yehong's family did not feel affected by this and continued to eat while talking and laughing.
Half an hour later, when Ye Hong was about to check out, he found that the person who came was not an ordinary waiter, but a middle-aged man in a suit and tie.
"I am the lobby manager of St. Rainsy. I am deeply sorry for the poor service tonight and causing you some trouble!"
The blond waiter followed behind the manager with a cold look on his face. He must have been ridiculed by Ye Hong a few times, and he was unwilling to go to the manager to "snitch".
Although the manager maintained a professional smile, for some reason, Ye Hong felt that the smile was very perfunctory and the apology was very official.
He changed his mind and decided to teach these people a lesson.
Ye Hong put his fingers on the table, tapping it repeatedly, and deliberately let go of his voice: "I thought the steak at St. Lanxi Restaurant was so delicious, but I didn't expect that when I tasted it tonight, it was nothing more than that."
Ye Hong's voice immediately attracted the attention of many diners in the hall.
The manager's smile instantly disappeared, and his whole face turned pale: "Sir, our St. Rainsy steak is a world-famous brand. You don't have to like it, but please don't belittle it for no reason!"
"Want to hear the reason? Ha!"
Ye Hong sneered, and based on the knowledge conveyed by the system, he opened his mouth and pointed out several shortcomings of the sirloin steak in front of him.
"The thickness of your steak is not cut into the optimal thickness at all!"
“The marinating time is not enough, so it’s not very tasty.”
"You must not have used good olive oil and sea salt before pickling, right?"
"besides."
Ye Hong talked so eloquently that the diners present were mesmerized and nodded frequently.
They never thought that there was so much knowledge in a small veal steak.
"Guest, guest, please stop talking!"
Looking at the reactions of the diners, the lobby manager couldn't stop sweating and glared at the waiter behind him.
I cursed in my heart: Is this the customer you are talking about who pretends to understand and is looking for trouble? !
The waiter also seemed dumbfounded and froze on the spot.
As a Lanxi native, she could naturally tell that Ye Hong was not talking nonsense, but that he really accurately pointed out the shortcomings of this steak.
Ye Hong smiled playfully: "I have a friend who has always planned to open a steak restaurant in Anming County.
He had asked me for my opinion before, but now it seems that he can come with peace of mind.
With you, Saint Lanxi, as my companion, I believe my friend's business will be booming! "
How could Ye Hong have such a friend? He was just trying to scare the manager.
But the manager mistakenly thought it was true. His face turned pale with fright, and he almost cried while hugging Ye Hong's thigh.
(End of chapter)