City: I, the God of Cooking!

Although Xia Xiaomi's temper was a little weird today, it didn't affect her work.

After a while, the dining table was neatly arranged, and the diners who came in were treated as if they were at home.

This shows that employee rewards are still useful.

At around seven o'clock, the restaurant was not particularly busy, and Xia Xiaomi still had time to sit in the corner and check her phone for a while.

Meng Zhan would take out his mobile phone to read novels when he was free.

Outside the hotel, an Audi Q1 was parked on the side of the road.

A woman with heavy make-up sat on the co-pilot of the Audi car. She was average-looking, not beautiful, but not ugly either. She might be a little higher in the crowd.

Wearing a strong smell of perfume and top-brand clothes, I hold Apple Twelve in my hand all the time, for fear that others will not know that I have a mobile phone in my hand.

Meng Sheng was in the driver's seat, and his girlfriend Zhang Duo was in the co-pilot. He took her out for dinner today.

The reason why Meng Sheng brought Zhang Duo here was to show Meng Zhan what a successful person is.

After parking the Audi, Meng Sheng and Zhang Duo walked into the restaurant arm in arm. After the bell rang, Xia Xiaomi came over, "Welcome!"

Meng Sheng was taken aback, is this Meng Zhan's restaurant?How could there be such a beautiful girl more beautiful than Zhang Duo?

Meng Zhan in the kitchen frowned slightly when he saw them coming in.

Meng Sheng came back to his senses, glanced at Meng Zhan who was in the kitchen, and looked around, only to see three or four diners, showing a belittling expression unabashedly.

Seeing that Xia Xiaomi was dressed so sexy, Zhang Duo cursed, "The waiter is dressed like a street girl."

Xia Xiaomi was taken aback, why did she suddenly shoot at her?
Meng Sheng deliberately wanted to make things difficult for Meng Zhan, so even the waiter didn't intend to give him a good face. After he was seated, he asked, "What about the menu? This kind of small restaurant doesn't even have a menu, does it?"

Xia Xiaomi rolled her eyes and said expressionlessly, "The menu is on the wall, what do you two want?"

Meng Sheng looked up and yelled strangely: "A bowl of noodles costs more than 200? Fried rice costs more than 200? Are you stealing money?"

Zhang Duo also nodded, "Are you a black shop? Believe it or not, we will report you to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau!"

Xia Xiaomi looked at them with contempt, "We didn't buy or sell by force, please leave if you don't want to eat, don't disturb other guests."

"What do you mean by that? Do you think I can't afford these few hundred dollars?" Meng Sheng slammed the table and cursed angrily, "Do you know how much I earn a month?"

Zhang Duo hugged his arm and said brazenly, "My boyfriend earns forty to fifty thousand a month! A poor restaurant like yours probably doesn't have that much turnover in half a year, right?"

Xia Xiaomi thought how powerful they were, but after hearing these words, she suddenly showed a face, 'That's it? ' expression?

Thirty to forty thousand, I am so tired, Xia Xiaomi vaguely remembered that the turnover in the previous two days was more than [-] yuan, and civet cat coffee worth several thousand dollars and jewelry worth tens of thousands of dollars were given to her at random.

Although a monthly salary of [-] to [-] to [-] yuan is really rare for most people, but in Xia Xiaomi's view, this amount of money should only be regarded as a drop in the bucket in the eyes of the store manager.

And the diners who come to eat in the store also include some high-income groups.

Taking this monthly salary to come here to play tricks is really a bit like making a cane.

The other diners in the restaurant frowned, and someone sneered secretly, "Forty to fifty thousand is earned by selling butt?"

Boom, Meng Sheng was annoyed immediately. He slapped the table and roared angrily, "Who the hell said that?"

Meng Zhan came out of the kitchen, and apologized to other guests with a smile: "I'm sorry to disturb everyone's meal. All diners in the store will be free of half of their bills when they pay. It's an apology to you."

There were knowing smiles on the faces of the diners, even saying that it was all right.

At this moment, Meng Zhan came to him and asked, "Are you here for dinner or for trouble?"

"You still questioned me. Someone in this group of people scolded me just now, and you gave them a waiver? Are these guys hired by you?" Meng Sheng said angrily.

Zhang Duo sneered: "It must be, or else it's just his dilapidated restaurant, with such a high price, that he came here to eat out of his mind."

Her words immediately aroused public outrage.

"Breakfast is pretty crooked. If you can't afford it, don't eat it. Who forced you to eat it?"

"That's right, we think the taste of this restaurant is great, you can leave if you don't like it, don't disturb other people's dining, okay?"

"A monthly salary of tens of thousands is the quality?"

These words made their faces red with anger, and Meng Sheng just wanted to get angry and throw the table.

Ding Lingling, Shuangshuang pushed the door in with their schoolbags on their backs, followed by a few female classmates.

Seeing the school uniforms on them, almost everyone in the restaurant showed expressions of surprise.

Those are the school uniforms of Harris Private School. They are all custom-made for each student under the joint name of Versace. A set is more expensive than Zhang Duo's famous brand.

This is just the spring school uniform. There are four sets of school uniforms like this throughout the year, and each grade is different.

So the cost of school uniforms costs tens of thousands a year, not to mention the expensive tuition fees.

"Strange, isn't Harris Private School hiring famous chefs from all over the world with high salaries to cook three meals a day for the students? Why would they come here to eat?" A diner who knew about this information wondered to himself.

In Harris Private Secondary School, students can enjoy the treatment of high-end restaurants, and everything looks like a luxurious and high-style life.

Outsiders jokingly say that the goal of this school is not to seek the best but to seek the most expensive, and spend the last money to cultivate high-quality rich second generations.

Their appearance made others very puzzled, but Meng Zhan smiled.

"Brother Meng, I'm bringing my classmates to dinner, is that okay?" Shuang Shuang came to Meng Zhan and asked in a soft voice.

"Of course, you can sit down and wait for a while." Meng Zhan laughed.

"Okay Brother Meng, let's sit down." Shuangshuang took her classmates to find a place to sit down, and then began to chat.

Meng Zhan withdrew his gaze and looked at Meng Sheng and his girlfriend, "If you have nothing else to do, please leave."

Meng Sheng was very annoyed. If he just left like this, wouldn't it be the same as running away with his tail between his legs like a defeated dog?
He had to stay for a meal. How could he not afford the meals that other elementary school students could afford?
But how can you eat when you are full of fire?

Zhang Duo rolled his eyes, wondering what bad water came out again, tugged at his sleeve, and said: "Isn't it just a few hundred dollars? We want to see how your food is different. Menu Give us a portion of everything on the menu, and ask for smaller portions, not to save money, but because we are afraid that it will be too unpalatable and waste food.”