Miyctti seems to be a pure French restaurant, from the size of mural chandeliers to small plates, knife and forks, to all kinds of ingredients, they are all airlifted from France in authentic flavor.

What is even more amazing is that even these male and female waiters are pure French girls and young men. Except for a few managers who can speak Chinese, these waiters only know a few simplest Chinese.

This made Zhang Moqian secretly amazed. He didn’t know how many months would he have to pay for a meal here?

Li Si hesitated for a moment. Although he knew that his French was just a half-baked person, and that ordinary conversations and ordering dishes should be fine, he seemed to know that Wang Chuanfu's French was not even a half-baked person.

The "boyfriend" around him works as a security guard for others. He probably hasn't been to college, so how could he speak French?

However, this temporary "boyfriend" was not polite at all. He leaned against himself tightly, and his salty hand was still holding his little hand, and his skin was as thick as a city wall.

Thinking of this, Li Si was calm on the surface, but in the dark, she gently and slowly crushed Zhang Moqian's instep.

Zhang Moqian began to sweat on his forehead, and was forced to let go of his soft little hand.

Zhang Moqian's expression was seen by Wang Chuanfu in extreme depression, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart. You pretend, pretend again. He was sitting alone next to Li Si, a fragrant beauty, which should be enjoyable, but he still had to pretend to be unwilling and unwilling to be bitter. He now wanted to jump out and yell. "If you really don't want to, stand up and change your seat with me?"

A trace of pride flashed across Li Si's eyes and pulled her feet back, making Zhang Moqian relax. He took the menu with an elegant expression, turned a page, and asked politely: "What do Xiaohong needs?"

She didn't know whether Zhou Xiaohong knew French or not. As a colleague, she didn't mean to look down on Zhou Xiaohong. As an unmarried woman, it was natural for Zhou Xiaohong to have a favorable impression of another unmarried man. Even for money, it is beyond reproach in today's materialistic society.

Zhou Xiaohong smiled slightly: "I am a little woman from a small city, but I can cook some home-cooked dishes. As for such a high-end French restaurant, this is the first time I have come here. I won't be ugly anymore. I'd better ask Li Si, please help me decide."

Li Si was about to order food, but found that the "boyfriend" who was ravaged by her high heels was happily teasing the beautiful waiter in a very pure French.

Wang Chuanfu and Zhou Xiaohong were also stunned and looked at Zhang Moqian in surprise.

Li Si listened to Zhang Moqian's complimentary words that he could only half understand. Needless to say, even if he could only half understand those words, they could make him blush.

Oh my God, this dead guy could even say that the few small freckles on the waiter's nose were so scattered. There were few in the world, which made the girl blush with white faces and shyly even shook her youth.

"Somir? That's really a beautiful place." Zhang Moqian deliberately showed a surprised and envious look: "No wonder I saw that your skin was tender and white. It turned out to be a girl who grew up drinking the sweet and pure Loire water. It is said that even the famous founder of Chanel was born in Somir?"

"Mr. Zhang also knows my hometown?" The little girl became even more excited, and said excitedly with a red face: "Have you been to Somir?"

"Of course, I have traveled all over the beautiful France. But the one I like the most is Somir. I have been in Somir's winery for a full month." Zhang Moqian looked as if he was natural and exaggerated, and his eyes were full of longing: "There are not only beautiful wine, water, and food. Even the girls are enthusiastic and generous. I really want to stay there for the rest of my life and never come back."

Li Si barely understood Zhang Moqian's words and sneered in her heart. In order to pick up girls, he brags shamelessly, so he didn't believe that Zhang Moqian had traveled all over France.

However, the little girl didn't think so much like her. Hearing Zhang Moqian's endless praise of his hometown, the little girl felt like meeting an old friend in a foreign land. She was overjoyed and the little girl giggled happily: "I'll pay the bill to give you a bowl of mushroom soup later. The mushrooms in this store were picked from my hometown and fed directly here."

"It's so great. I haven't eaten Somil mushrooms for three years." Zhang Moqian deliberately showed a slanderous look, but then blinked again and looked at Wang Chuanfu with a smile: "But you just pay the bill. Today I have a sucker to treat you. I will try to choose the expensive ones later, so don't say anything."

The little girl looked at the beautiful woman beside Zhang Moqian, and then looked at Wang Chuanfu, who looked like he didn't know what was going on. She covered her mouth and smiled thoughtfully, and said with a pretty eye: "Sir, you are so bad."

Poor Wang Chuanfu, who was not even half a bastard in French, thought Zhang Moqian was saying good things about him, which attracted the attention of the girl, and he smiled back.

Li Si was almost covered in goose bumps when he heard Zhang Moqian's compliment. If he let Zhang Moqian continue to talk, he would probably have to let the French girl who pursued romance and passion take the initiative to give her to his bed tonight.

He quickly turned his face calmly, and gently ravaged Zhang Moqian with his heels, coughing slightly: "Zhang Moqian, please pay attention to your image? This is in a restaurant, not a bar, a nightclub, or something like that..."

Li Si didn't know that his "justige" over Zhang Moqian seemed to regard Zhang Moqian as his real boyfriend.

Seeing Li Si speaking with a bad expression, Zhang Moqian stopped his smile and made a face to the cute French country girl. The girl also knew how to spit out her tongue to show her understanding.

Seeing that he was speaking French so easily, Li Si simply threw the menu to him and let him deal with it.

Zhang Moqian was naturally not polite and ordered a lot of extremely expensive dishes for everyone, such as pan-fried foie gras native to France. Not to mention giving them a few orders, they just ordered several servings. And the caviar that is more expensive than gold...

Even Li Si, an urban white-collar worker with a monthly salary of tens of thousands, couldn't help but wipe out the cold sweat for Wang Chuanfu when he heard Zhang Moqian order the menu.

Wang Chuanfu didn't understand French, but he was a regular customer in French restaurants. He looked pale when he could barely understand the dishes. He began to take out a handkerchief and wipe his forehead with cold sweat. He called Zhang Moqian a shameless guy. Even if he was a cheating person, he wouldn't have cheated him like this?

After ordering a lot, Zhang Moqian handed the menu to the little girl.

"We're not going to scream anymore." Zhang Moqian smiled and said to the little girl: "Tell the chef, the speed is a little faster. If you don't finish eating one dish, you'll probably not be able to eat enough until dawn."

After a while, appetizers and red wine came up. Zhang Moqian waved his hand to drive away the waiter and took the initiative to act as the waiter.

"Sisi, Miss Zhou, and Mr. Wang. Don't be polite. Even if you let go of your stomach and eat, you will go back to lose weight after eating." Zhang Moqian picked up the wine glass and greeted everyone enthusiastically: "Especially Mr. Wang, let's have a drink first. Thank you for your spending today."

As he said that, he slurped the expensive red wine in one go. He praised that good wine, the cup was small, and it was not enough. As he said that, he took the open sobering vessel and drank all the bottles. He sighed very happily and signaled the little girl to wake up two more bottles of red wine.

Is there anyone who drinks red wine like this? It's a waste of resources! Is it like a draft beer? Wang Chuanfu's hand trembled, and he probably felt that four bottles of red wine were not enough for him to fill his stomach alone.

Wang Chuanfu felt blood in his heart. As the vice president of a listed company, although he was rich and had an annual salary of one million, he could not withstand this guy's tossing. He regretted that he had arrived at his grandmother's house, so he shouldn't have said he would invite him to dinner before.

After consuming for an hour and a half, Wang Chuanfu was almost full when he was about to eat. Only Zhang Moqian was left, and he was still eating voraciously at the beautiful dishes and drinking wine.

Wang Chuanfu didn't know if this person was coming with a rice bucket and a wine bucket. The four bottles of red wine he ordered had already been wiped out, and he asked for four bottles as if nothing had happened...

Seeing Wang Chuanfu's gray face, Zhang Moqian couldn't help but laugh and joked, "Mr. Wang, you can't feel sorry for you, right? Ha, I'm saying the wrong thing, how could a young and talented man like Mr. Wang feel sorry for you? This meal is probably worth a few wheels of your car. Ha, I'm saying the wrong thing, I'm saying the wrong thing, I'm punishing myself three cups." Zhang Moqian said, and punishing himself three cups, which was half a bottle.

Wang Chuanfu made his eyebrows jump and cursed in his heart, "What does it mean to punish yourself for three cups? Which one wants you to punish? It's obviously because he was deliberately asking for alcohol. God, you don't have any eyes, so hurry up and thunder to smash this guy to death."

"Zhang Moqian, pour me another cup." With Zhang Moqian's shameless guidance, Li Si also developed the mentality of not eating it without eating it. At this time, his pretty face was slightly flushed.

The beautiful eyes of the usual, under the influence of alcohol, have a bit more hazy and charming.

Zhang Moqian took her goblet cup and pressed it on the table with a slightly serious expression: "Sisi, you are about to get drunk and can't drink anymore."

Li Si was in high spirits at this time and was reluctant to listen to him. He reached out to grab the cup: "If you don't pour it for me, I'll do it myself."

Seeing her snatching her, Zhang Moqian simply picked up the cup and threw it at the base of the wall. He smashed it into pieces with a bang. He said with a cold look: "You are drunk and can't drink anymore. Let's go, I'll take you home."

The sound of the cup breaking made Wang Chuanfu feel a sudden heart. This is an authentic top goblet produced in Venice, claiming that every cup is a unique handmade artwork... This bill naturally came to him again. Wang Chuanfu began to doubt that if he allowed Zhang Moqian to do this, he would not know if he would smash the entire restaurant?

Hearing Zhang Moqian's suggestion to withdraw people, he stood up like a fairy sound and pretended to say, "Yes, Li Si. This is the end of today. Let's have a meal together again when we look back."

Li Si seemed to have drunk a lot, and was a little drunk, but agreed to end the dinner.

When Wang Chuanfu saw the bill, he felt as if he was struck by lightning and his face was pale.

At this moment, Zhang Moqian was holding a cigarette in his mouth and walked out with Li Si's soft little hand. This meal was so delicious.

When Wang Chuanfu, who was sadly walking out of the restaurant, saw Zhang Moqian pedaling his bicycle very quickly. He turned his head and waved to him with a smile: "Mr. Wang, thank you for your hospitality today. We all had a great time. Next time we have the chance, we will eat together, goodbye..."

Li Si was afraid of falling because she drank too much. Sitting behind the bicycle, he hugged Zhang Moqian's waist tightly.

Looking at the backs of the two, Wang Chuanfu got on the car with a dark face. Zhou Xiaohong stared at the sweet two people on the bicycle. She suddenly thought of a sentence, she would rather cry in a BMW than laugh on the bicycle. Her sad eyes flashed, and in the end she went to Mercedes-Benz ML300.
Chapter completed!