Can you be called a rich man if you don’t indulge yourself?

Chapter 9 Is this fucking mediocre?

When the three of them walked into [Pan Gu], someone immediately came to greet them.

After all, they are considered high-income people, so the three of them would not feel constrained at all when entering such a high-end restaurant.

Ignoring the waiter's enthusiastic gaze, He Jing carefully scanned the lobby on the first floor, but still did not see Gu Heng.

"Are you ladies here to dine? Do you have a reservation?"

After the waiter asked, Lin Jiayun showed an expression of indifference and said casually: "Don't ask us."

waiter:"???"

Looking at the confusion on the waiter's face, Lin Jiayun nodded in the direction of He Jing.

"Here, have you seen her? Go and ask her."

Before the waiter could continue asking questions, He Jing, who had scanned the entire dining hall but couldn't find Gu Heng, believed Lin Jiayun's words. She felt that she was probably being fooled by Gu Heng, so she could only force a smile and said, "Please arrange a table for us, for three people."

But the waiter did not respond quickly, but said respectfully: "Excuse me, ma'am, it seems that you are looking for someone. Does your friend have an appointment in the store?"

This time, He Jing didn't believe Gu Heng so much, but nodded hesitantly.
"Maybe. Maybe he has an appointment."

If there is, there is; if there is not, there is not. What does it mean that there should be?
Although he was puzzled by He Jing's answer, the waiter's basic qualities were still there. His expression did not change at all, and he still smiled and said, "Then please wait a moment, ma'am. I will go and ask our manager."

After saying that, the waiter smiled politely at the three people and turned to walk away.
In less than half a minute, a middle-aged man in a Western-style butler's uniform came over with a cowhide book.

He greeted them formally, and then asked directly, "Excuse me, is the surname of any of the three ladies? We only have one reservation for this time period, and it was left by a Mr. Gu."

After hearing what the manager said, He Jing's eyes suddenly flashed.
"Is the Mr. Gu called Gu Heng?"

The manager looked down at the appointment record in the leather book, smiled and nodded, "Yes."

"That's him!"

Hearing the manager's confirmation, He Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she didn't have to pay for dinner in such an expensive restaurant today.
But then came a wave of anger.
This damn Gu Heng, it was clearly him who treated her to dinner, but she couldn’t even get through on the phone. Now all she wanted was to question Gu Heng harshly as soon as she saw him what he meant!
"Can you take us to see him now?"

After listening to He Jing's words, the manager slowly responded, "Excuse me, ma'am, Mr. Gu has booked a private room on the third floor, which is serviced by a dedicated person. Our employees on the first and second floors do not have the authority to bring people up.

Please wait a moment, I will contact the third floor immediately and someone will come down to greet you soon."

After saying that, the manager turned around and whispered something into the headset.
Hearing the manager's words, He Jing subconsciously looked at Lin Jiayun.
At the same time, Lin Jiayun's eyes met hers.
A private room on the third floor?

And dedicated service?
Even though it was He Jing's first time to come to [Pangu], she could clearly understand the value of these two terms.
Especially Lin Jiayun has read a lot of online store exploration guides.
What he said before about the 980 yuan per person for just ordering a pot and smelling it was referring to the ordinary hall.
She had never seen anyone reveal the cost of the third floor online.
But anyone who is not a fool can infer from the consumption in the ordinary hall that the consumption on the third floor is definitely sky-high.
Thinking of this, Lin Jiayun couldn't help but walk to He Jing's side and whispered in her ear: "Jingjing, are you sure that Gu Heng's monthly salary was only 4500 before? Or was his real reason for resigning because he won the lottery?" "Probably. That shouldn't be the case, right?"

Listening to Lin Jiayun's words, He Jing suddenly remembered what Gu Heng said to her before leaving this afternoon.
Could it be that he was not kidding himself?

Were his family’s 800 acres of paddy fields really expropriated?

Or is it that his father is really a billionaire and has been hiding it from him for more than 20 years?
Before He Jing could think about it, a young woman in a women's suit came running up to them.
"Excuse me, who is Ms. He?"

He Jing quickly stood up.

"Hello, Ms. He, good evening, ladies. I am the manager of the third floor of [Pangu Seafood Hotpot]. My last name is Lu. Mr. Gu has been waiting for a long time. Do you think it is convenient for you to go to the third floor now?"

"Oh, that's convenient."

"This way, please."

Go up the stairs on the first floor.

Although the three of them have been to many high-end restaurants, few of them have such luxurious decoration.
As internet celebrities, the three of them have the genes to take photos and check in, and they can't help but take out their phones to take photos of each other.
The manager seemed to be accustomed to it. He placed his hands on his lower abdomen and waited patiently. He even reminded them considerately: "Ladies, if you want to take pictures, I can help you contact our professional photographers. After dinner, you can take pictures anywhere in the store.

And we also have professional lighting technicians and equipment, which will definitely satisfy you."

Listening to the manager's words, the three of them couldn't help but look at each other.
At this moment, they all doubted how many years they had really lived in Hangzhou?
They know that there are special places for playing cards and taking photos in Internet celebrity stores, but they have never heard of any store that would hire professional photographers to use professional equipment to help people check in and take photos.
No wonder the average basic consumption per capita is 980
This service alone is worth the price.
Two minutes later, under the guidance of the manager, the three finally arrived at the third floor.
Compared to the occasional noisy noises on the first and second floors, the entire third floor seemed unusually quiet.
The manager at this time also deliberately lowered his voice and said: "We have only one independent room on the third floor of [Pan Gu], but we have 12 professional waiters, and the third floor only provides service for one table every day, so it seems a little quiet.

This way, please."

After saying that, he led the three of them to a closed door.
"dong dong dong"

As the wooden door made a pleasant crisp sound, a voice came from inside: "Come in."

The door was pushed open and the manager walked in with three people.

"Mr. Gu, your friend has arrived. Do you want the food served now?"

"Okay, let's serve the food, and have someone clean up these melon seed shells."

Hearing Gu Heng's voice, He Jing's heart also settled down.
At least I didn't make a mistake, so I don't have to be embarrassed.
But when he looked up, he saw Gu Heng sitting at the dining table, watching TV series on his iPad and eating sunflower seeds. He was stunned.
At this time, Gu Heng was wearing a pure white LV casual coat, and even his hairstyle had become a 4:6 air cushion, instead of the messy hair in the afternoon. Although his facial features had not changed, his overall charm had been improved by more than one level, directly transforming from an ordinary otaku into a cool and stylish guy.
In particular, behind the transparent glass door of the compartment is a whole viewing terrace. The West Lake at night makes Gu Heng look mysterious, noble and lazy.
For a moment, He Jing, who was originally planning to ask Gu Heng why he didn't answer the phone, choked on all her questions.
In addition to He Jing
Lin Jiayun and Xiao Lan had similar thoughts.
Lin Jiayun even pulled He Jing to her side and said in a low voice but vicious tone: "Sister, you want to eat alone, right? Is this the ordinary Gu Heng you told me about?
Now, tell me with your conscience, this is fucking mediocre???"

(End of this chapter)