Metropolis: Smash the Lamborghini at the beginning

Mr. Wen said goodbye to Chen Dong and Tan Dong.

After returning to the office, I haven’t sat down to take a break.

After answering the phone and saying a few words, he immediately hurried out of the office.

This side of Platform One.

Zhang Jingru led a waiter who pushed a food cart to stop at Lin Qiu’s table.

Looking at Lin Qiu up close, Zhang Jingru felt that his face with a faint smile was handsome and thrilling.

Zhang Jingru stared at it several times, and only after the saliva was about to come out, did she withdraw her woman-like eyes.

With a very sweet smile on her face, she said to Lin Qiu in a soft voice:

“Hello Mr. Lin, I am Zhang Jingru, the lobby manager of this restaurant, and I am honored to serve you.”

Lin Qiu was using a knife and fork to deal with a steak on the plate.

After hearing Zhang Jingru’s self-introduction, he stopped the movement of his hand, looked at Zhang Jingru and asked:

“Did President Wen let you come over?”

Zhang Jingru nodded with a smile:

“Yes, Mr. Lin, Wen always has something to deal with, so let me serve Mr. Lin.”

Lin Qiu was amused in his heart.

Wen always has a fart thing to deal with, is he driven away by me?

But I didn’t expect the general manager to leave, and there was another lobby manager.

But the lobby manager is the lobby manager, as long as it is not as noticeable as Mr. Wen.

Seeing that Lin Qiu did not object, Zhang Jingru immediately said with a smile:

“Mr. Lin, your dish has arrived, I will serve it to you.”

After Zhang Jingru finished speaking, she carefully served the dishes to the table from the dining car next to her.

Lin Qiu took a look at the dish that Zhang Jingru had just served, and asked suspiciously:

“Are these dishes wrong? We haven’t ordered these. ”

With a sincere smile on her face, Zhang Jingru said in a soft voice:

“Hello Mr. Lin, these dishes are yours, I am not wrong.”

“But I remember we didn’t order these dishes.” After Lin Qiu finished speaking, he asked Qin Muyue and Su Yumei:

“Did you two just order these dishes?”

Qin Muyue and Su Yumei both shook their heads at Lin Qiu.

Lin Qiu chuckled and said to Zhang Jingru:

“We really didn’t order these dishes, it should be that you are mistaken, you go and confirm it, don’t delay the other guests to eat.”

Zhang Jingru laughed softly and explained for Lin Qiu:

“Mr. Lin, we are not mistaken, these dishes are specially prepared for you in our restaurant.”

“Ready for me? What do you mean? Lin Qiu asked aloud.

Zhang Jingru said softly:

“Because you are a distinguished guest of our restaurant, Mr. Wen specially instructed the kitchen to make these signature dishes of the restaurant, and wanted Mr. Lin and your friends to taste them together.”

Lin Qiu understood what Zhang Jingru meant.

Although these dishes were not ordered by him, they were indeed made specifically for him.

To put it bluntly, it was given to him by the restaurant.

However, Lin Qiu shook his head.

He had already ordered a lot of dishes, and with the amount of food he and Qin Muyue and Su Yumei had, he would definitely not be able to finish eating.

Now the restaurant has given away a few, they are not pigs, how can they eat so much!

Lin Qiu was a little speechless.

“We have ordered a lot ourselves, we have enough to eat, there are three of us, we can’t eat too many dishes, you can take back these dishes, otherwise they will all be wasted.”

Zhang Jingru didn’t expect Lin Qiu to refuse, which made her a little stunned.

Due to Lin Qiu’s special status, she did not dare to persuade, for fear that she would make Lin Qiu unhappy.

So I was a little embarrassed for a while.

At this time, Mr. Wen came over with a smile again, and a waiter pushing the dining car was also followed behind him.

Mr. Wen walked to Lin Qiu’s side and said with a smile:

“Mr. Lin, these dishes are the signature that the restaurant will launch, and now I want Mr. Lin to taste them first and give some valuable suggestions to our restaurant.”

“And these dishes are specially made for you, if you don’t taste them, it’s a real waste!”

President Wen’s words were grounded, and Lin Qiu had no reason to refuse again.

Nodding, Lin Qiu said with a smile:

“Since President Wen said so, let’s leave these dishes.”

Zhang Jingru felt relieved in her heart, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When she faced Lin Qiu at close range, she really felt how powerful the momentum on Lin Qiu’s body was.

Even though Lin Qiu didn’t say anything, she was still a little afraid to speak.

After Lin Qiu agreed to leave a few dishes, Mr. Wen took a bottle of yellowed red wine from the dining car.

Mr. Wen carefully held the red wine with both hands, and then sent it to Lin Qiu.

“Mr. Lin, this is a bottle of red wine collected by Mr. Xiao Song, just now Mr. Xiao Song specially called and ordered me to take it out and let you taste it.”

Lin Qiu just doesn’t like to eat Western food anymore, but he still knows a little about red wine.

He knows that some people who have a soft spot for red wine are very fond of collecting red wine.

And some of the top red wines are indeed worth collecting.

Unexpectedly, Song Xiangyu also has this hobby.

The bottle of red wine held by Mr. Wen in his hand has begun to turn yellow on the white label, which looks very old.

And the red wine that can be worth Song Xiangyu’s collection is certainly not an ordinary product.

Ordinary things can’t enter his eyes, let alone collect them.

Lin Qiu was a little curious about what kind of red wine Song Xiangyu collected.

He took the bottle of red wine that looked a little old from Mr. Wen.

Lin Qiu glanced at the white label on the red wine.

Romanée-Conti。

At the bottom left of the label there is a string of numbers that represent the vintage to which the bottle belongs.

1945.

Ooh~

Romani Conti, still in 1945.

There aren’t many wines in this vintage!

Lin Qiu still knows a little about the quality of red wine.

He knew that the 1945 Romani Conti was the nobility of red wine.

Not only in this brand, but also among all the red wines.

Because the number of romani conti in this vintage is extremely rare.

In 1945, due to the climate, the production of Romani Conti was only 800 bottles.

And until now, the Romani Conti of this vintage is even less pitiful.

It can be said that drinking one bottle is one less bottle.

Previously, at the auction, a bottle of 1945 Romani Conti was sold for a sky-high price of 4 million.

It’s no exaggeration to say it’s liquid gold.

And even if someone gets this red wine, they are not willing to drink it at all, but choose to treasure it as a treasure.

So this wine is also known as the wine that millionaires can buy, but only billionaires can drink.

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