Chapter 147 — The Long-Awaited...
Years of Heartflutter · Page 426 of 501
But now Yang Ce had no intention of saving that Zhu Youhua any money. The fellow wanted to put on airs and act the big shot—fine, let him. Yang Ce wasn't about to be so kind as to economize for him.
"And another bottle of—hmm, what vintages of red wine do you have here? Do you have any from '82?" Yang Yanchuan said.
"Sorry, sir, we don't have any from '82," the waiter said.
"Then what's the earliest year you have?" Yang Yanchuan asked.
"We have a '90 Lafite. Would that do?" the waiter asked.
"All right. How much is it?" Yang Yanchuan asked.
"Sixty-six thousand eight hundred," the waiter replied.
"Then bring a bottle," Yang Yanzhou said.
"Very good." The waiter broke into a sweat. This guy sure could order—even if someone else was treating, you couldn't carry on like this. But the more they spent, the bigger his commission, so he was too delighted to care, let alone meddle.
Still, afraid that Zhu Youhua might renege when it came time to pay, the waiter decided he'd better go have a word with Zhu Youhua.
"Sir, the gentleman over there just ordered these dishes. Would you like to look them over?" the waiter asked, coming up beside Zhu Youhua.
Zhu Youhua was busy asking Wang Mei about how Huang Yan had been lately and when she was next flying to Donghai, so that he could book the same flight. He had no time for the waiter, and said with some annoyance, "Do I even need to look? I've left my credit card with you—what are you still afraid of?"
"My apologies, sir." The waiter thought to himself, Damn it, I was only trying to be helpful, and you have to put on airs with me. Fine, then—don't come crying to me later. Aloud he offered a respectful apology and hurried away, though inwardly he was full of contempt.
Before long Huang Yan arrived. Today she wore a light blue padded jacket in the style of a qipao, which made her look especially lovely—like one of those porcelain dolls on television wishing everyone a happy New Year.
Though Zhu Youhua was talking with Wang Mei, the corner of his eye kept straying to the doorway of the room. When he saw Huang Yan appear, he was overjoyed. He stood up and waved to her. "Lele, over here!"
After Huang Yan came in, she naturally scanned the hall for Wang Mei as well. When she spotted the table where Wang Mei, Zhang Bin, and Zhu Youhua were sitting, she frowned slightly and thought, Why isn't Yang Ce here?
She had assumed that if Wang Mei invited her out to eat, Yang Juehuan would surely be there. But just as Huang Yan was puzzling over this, she suddenly caught sight of Yang Ce sitting at a two-person table not far from Wang Mei's.
Huang Yan's face broke into a delighted smile, and she walked quickly toward that table.
Seeing Huang Yan approach, Zhu Youhua rose very gallantly and pulled out the chair beside him, waiting for her to come over. He struck what he considered a very handsome pose and stood there awaiting the beauty's arrival.
But Huang Yan acted as though she had not seen him at all. As she passed by Zhu Youhua she did not pause for even an instant, but went straight past him to Yang Juehuan's table, pulled out the chair across from Yang Minlan, and sat down lightly.
"Ah—what's this?" For a moment Zhu Youhua felt his brain short-circuit. He had no idea what had just happened or what was going on, and could only stare dumbly at the scene unfolding before him.
To be continued
861. The Unlucky Sucker
861 The Unlucky Sucker "I thought you hadn't come," Huang Yan said once she was seated, speaking as though to no one in particular. "Why are you sitting here?"
"That guy told me to come over. Said if I moved here he'd treat me to something to eat." Yang Hengye said, "When there's a sucker picking up the tab, of course I have to go along with his wishes."