Chapter 506 — Feng Xiaoxiao Orders
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"I already said I want the best—what do you mean by this? Do you think I've never eaten it before?" Wu Chengtian was suddenly annoyed. This waiter kept going on with her introductions—wasn't she looking down on him? It made him feel he had lost face, and he snapped at her with some impatience.
"I'm sorry, sir..." The waiter hurried to apologize. She had meant to run through the grades of seafood in the restaurant—for instance, a whole Hokkaido torpedo fish, which was the very finest—and to boast a little about the establishment's caliber, but the host of this table clearly did not care for it.
"Then let's have one of each of these seafoods. I'll just have a taste myself... Mm, I've never eaten anything so delicious in my life. This life hasn't been lived in vain—I could die happy now!" Feng Xiaoxiao cast Wu Chengtian a grateful glance.
"One each? One for every person! Good things should be shared by all!" Wu Chengtian said to the waiter. "Besides the signature dishes and the seafood, just add a few side dishes for us. Don't make them too low-grade—they should at least match the rest!"
Though Wu Chengtian said this, he was thinking that ordinary side dishes couldn't cost much. Even the fancy ones—a few vegetable dishes—would come to a few hundred or a thousand at most.
"Very good." The waiter did not dare say more, and nodded to show she had noted it down.
She had already figured it out: the guests at this table were generous and presumably quite wealthy, and they did not like her talking too much. "Is there anything else you need? Shall we start serving now?"
"Brother Chengtian, we need drinks too," Xiao Wangba reminded Wu Chengtian.
"Well then, let's have some wine," Wu Chengtian said to the waiter. "An '82 Lafite."
"Certainly..." The waiter found it a little odd. An '82 Lafite was a fine wine, to be sure, but compared with the dishes ordered earlier, it was a trifling matter—and those dishes, paired with an '82 Lafite, seemed rather mismatched.
Still, the waiter could tell that Wu Chengtian had a foul temper and did not dare ask questions. For all he knew, the man simply liked drinking '82 Lafite.
Only after the waiter had gone did Wu Chengtian speak. "Meeting today is fate, so let me make some introductions. This is Wei Zhao. Brother Wei Zhao and I had a small run-in before, but the fact that he came to this dinner shows where he stands! And this is his girlfriend, Feng Xiaoqi..."
"Kang Jinglong!" Kang Jinglong rose to his feet and extended a hand to Wei Zhao. "Brother Wei Zhao, we've met before!"
"Ha..." Wei Zhao smiled faintly but did not offer his hand. "Do you think there's any need for us to shake hands?"
Kang Jinglong was somewhat nettled by Wei Zhao's words, but he was a man who knew how to bide his time. For one thing, he had not yet sounded out Wei Zhao's background; for another, he had to work with Wu Chengtian and could not afford to fall out with Wei Zhao. So he smiled and said, "It seems Brother Wei Zhao has some misunderstanding with my younger brother. On Zhaoming's behalf, I offer you my apologies! Zhaoming is just that way—spoiled by the family since he was small. I hope Brother Wei Zhao won't take offense..."