Super Golden Eye

Fang Yang lowered his head and saw that steaks, lobsters, etc. were written on it. They were all kinds of ingredients. It was the first time that he saw such a wonderful way of ordering food, and he couldn't figure it out safely.

Xu Meng sat next to him and said softly: "You cross out the ingredients you don't like, and the chef will match you with a set meal.

The things here are very fresh, and it is very good to ensure the different dining needs of the guests. "

Fang Yang suddenly realized it. He just looked at it, and it seemed that there was nothing he didn't eat, so he passed it directly to the waiter.

After the three of them ordered the meal, Fang Yang sighed: "It really is a good idea. Why is there no one in our country to learn from it?"

Fang Miaomiao said: "First of all, you have to ensure that the ingredients are absolutely fresh. There is a complete supply and rotation system for the ingredients to ensure that the loss is minimized.

It is impossible to do without years of professional management and accumulation. Therefore, what you think is not necessarily what you can do. "

Soon, the appetizer came up with lemon jelly, caviar and whipped cream, followed by Emperor Fish Sashimi with green peppers, green asparagus with morels, deep sea scallops with herb cream sauce, fried bone-in lamb chops with mushroom sauce .

The last thing that came up was pan-fried foie gras, black olives, lychee and cream bread, broccoli and Pecorino cheese, magma chocolate cake and lemon tart, and opened a bottle of Royal Salute.

Fang Yang looked at the dinner plate in front of him: "I suddenly miss the big meat buns that cost one dollar each at Jinmen Wharf..."

Xu Meng's just drank a sip of red wine and was almost squirted by Fang Yang's teasing. He quickly took out his napkin and coughed for a long time.

"Ahem, do you want to be so horrible? You should really eat meat buns for a lifetime!"

Fang Yang spread his hands innocently: "I just told my true thoughts..."

Fang Miaomiao raised his glass: "You two don't say a few words, it's rare to get together in a foreign country. Come on, cheers!"

"Cheers!" The three of them raised their glasses and drank all the red wine in the glasses.

It cannot be said to admit that although there is a little bit of food on the plate, the taste and environment are absolutely top-notch.

Just halfway through the meal, I heard someone say hello to Xu Meng: "Mengmeng, come to eat too."

Xu Meng looked up and saw Song Mengting and a blond Western beauty walking side by side: "Mengting? When did you come back?"

"Ira's coming-of-age ceremony today, I am her best friend, of course I want to come back to celebrate."

While speaking, Song Mengting saw Fang Yang who was sitting opposite Xu Meng, and was obviously taken aback: "Fang Yang?! Why did you come to NY?"

"It can only be said that the world is too small." Fang Yang shook his head and swallowed the caviar in his mouth: "If I say I'm out to negotiate business and attract investment, do you believe it?"

"Believe, as long as it's what you said, I believe it." Song Mengting took her friend and sat down next to him, and introduced Fang Yang: "This is my best friend, Ella, Bronger."

Fang Yang nodded politely: "Hello, nice to meet you."

Ella is taller and more popular than Xu Meng, wearing a well-tailored blue dress. Long hair rises high. Wearing a string of ruby ​​necklaces on the snow-white pink neck.

Ella sat down at the dining table gracefully, her bright big eyes flickering at Fang Yang: "Are you Fang Yang, whom Mengting has been fascinated by recently? She has a very high evaluation of you."

Fang Yang smiled and said, "I just did what I was supposed to do, nothing special."

Ella raised her brows: "It seems you are very confident. But in front of a lady, shouldn't it be better to be humble?"

Fang Yang replied: "I don't feel like I'm being rude. If I don't have confidence, how can I succeed?"

Fang Miaomiao sat beside Fang Yang and said softly, "Ira's father is Mark and Bronger. The current mayor of NY."

"Oh? That's the so-called rich man with the most power?" Fang Yang was a little surprised. He didn't expect Ella to have such a background.

Ella sat opposite. Although she didn't hear what they were talking about, she could guess that it was related to herself, and she was somewhat displeased: "As a gentleman, it is impolite to talk about others behind his back."

"No, no, I just want to know more about Miss Ella." Fang Yang finished speaking, not wanting to entangle her too much, and turned to Song Mengting:

"You have such a friend, I believe she can give you more help than me, right? Are you still trying to do the same?"

Song Mengting sighed, "Ira has helped me a lot. Without her, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the opportunity now.

It's just that the Song family is ready to shift her focus to the country, she just has the heart, and there is no good way. "

Aila obviously didn't have a good impression of Fang Yang. After all, Fang Yang just wore a plaid shirt casually, and there was still a gap compared with those well-dressed elites.

Although Fang Yang's figure is pretty good, he might not be enough to look at it in the Western world. Five big and three thick muscle sticks can be seen outside.

Ella raised her hand and looked at the time: "Meng Ting, let's order something to eat first, and we will make SPA later, or time is too late."

Song Mengting also noticed that Ella didn't seem to deal with Fang Yang, and said apologetically: "Then you eat first, and we will talk later."

Fang Yang didn't say anything, "Well, we have to leave soon."

As soon as Ella and Song Mengting were about to get up and leave, they heard a flowing voice: "Oh, my dear Princess Ella, I didn't expect us to meet here. Is this a gift from God?"

Fang Yang glanced slightly and saw a young white man in a white suit and pink tie, who was twenty-five and sixteen years old, came over with a few bodyguards.

Although I was dissatisfied, after all, the person named by the name was Ella, so I couldn't find it to be boring, so I simply lowered my head and competed with the emperor fish sashimi in front of me.

Speaking of this kind of deliciousness, the taste is still very delicious. Reluctantly speaking for Fang Yang, a paranoid who is used to Chinese food, he has always thought that it is better to make cooked food more at ease.

Ella wanted to get up, but when she saw someone coming, she sat still: "Rich, I'm having dinner with my friends, please don't always pester me, okay?"

Rich glanced arbitrarily and said arrogantly: "Oh, my princess, your friend doesn't seem to be worthy of your identity. Maybe you should have dinner with your prince."

Ella's face has been completely pulled down: "Rich! I said very clearly! You are not my prince, and I am not your princess!

Maybe you are excellent and successful, but you are not my type! So please stop harassing me again! "

"I'm not your favorite type? So what type do you like? As far as I know, you seem to have never attended a party of the opposite sex."

Rich's gaze fell on Fang Yang's body: "Do you like this kind of land buns from the countryside? God, this is terrible!"

Out of an intuition, Fang Yang instinctively realized that he might have to lie down with the gun again. Sure enough, Ella nodded:

"You're right, I just like this kind of dumplings. This is my right. You have no right to interfere! Can you leave now?"