High point

After a while, Su Ling's medium-rare T-bone filet steak and Mr. Huo's sirloin steak came up together.

When Su Ling saw the red steak on Mr. Huo's plate, he felt a little uncomfortable and turned his eyes away.

In fact, if it weren't for the sake of taking care of the taste of the steak, he would rather have it fully cooked.

I really don't like the kind of steak that can see a little blood when everything is opened.

Seeing that Mr. Huo is a person who often eats Western food, he can't help but have an elegant posture, and he likes to eat medium rare.

Chinese people generally don't like medium rare, let alone medium rare.

It probably has a lot to do with the eating habits of the people. The Chinese use fire early and don't like raw food.

Su Ling has a bad habit of eating steak. She likes to cut all steaks into small pieces before eating.This habit has been criticized many times by Suhang. The most important thing to eat steak is speed and time. Once the temperature drops, it will definitely have a great impact on the umami.The best way is to eat while cutting. The butter can enter the mouth immediately when cutting, and the taste is enough.

Cut it for half a day like Su Ling, and then eat it, it will definitely affect the taste.

Don't many Americans eat like this, and then they are teased by the British for not being able to eat steak.

Mr. Huo looked at Su Ling who took a few mouthfuls and picked up the red wine glass, and said, "Don't you like steak?"

Su Ling was startled, he didn't know how he could tell.He smiled: "No. The steak here is delicious." The steak in this restaurant is just right in terms of heat and tenderness, and the exclusive sauce used is even more delicious.

"Change the main dish to another one." Mr. Huo said, "Su Ling, if you don't mind, can you recommend a crispy chicken steak?"

Su Ling said, "Boss Huo... really don't need it."

Mr. Huo said softly: "Don't abuse your appetite, let me help you make the decision once."

After snapping his fingers, Waiter immediately came over and asked respectfully, "What do you need, Mr. Huo?"

Mr. Huo said: "Tell Andy for me to make a crispy chicken chop for Mr. Su alone."

Waiter said, "Yes, I'll be there right away. Just wait a moment."

Su Ling was a little puzzled. He knew that this place is famous for its steak, so it only serves steak.

Didn't see chicken chops on the menu just now?

Su Ling really doesn't like steak, the taste of beef can't please him no matter how he cooks it.

Cutting the steak first is just to make that piece of meat look less "difficult", plus he can procrastinate a little bit and eat as much as he can.

The steak in this restaurant is pretty good.But just like something is really beautiful, but you have no feeling for it, you won't have any other thoughts.

Su Ling heard Mr. Huo say to him: "Come out for dinner with me in the future, don't stick to these things, find a place you like."

Su Ling didn't expect his observation skills to be so amazing.I had no choice but to admit generously: "I'm a picky eater, I made you laugh at Mr. Huo."

Mr. Huo said lightly: "Do you still need to talk like this between friends?"

Su Ling nodded and didn't speak any more.

Not the first time.

Feeling cared for and cared for.

So strange and frightening.

After a while, a foreigner in a chef's robe came over. He had a nose job, deep eyes, black hair and green eyes. He had a typical French appearance. He came over with a piece of food, but he spoke fluent Chinese: "Please enjoy Exclusive food."

Following his movements, the intoxicating smell of chicken chops wafted over.

Mr. Huo smiled at him and said, "Thank you, Andy."

"Thank you." Su Ling said quickly, showing appropriate flattery. This chef didn't seem to be performing in the glass just now. Could it be someone else?

Andy looked at Su Ling tenderly: "Hi, I'm the head chef of this restaurant, and it's my honor to serve you."

Then he said something to Mr. Huo in French and blinked narrowly.

Mr. Huo smiled: "sure."

Andy made a French bow, and Shi Shiran resigned.

What a fun guy.

So he concentrated on enjoying the delicious food. Chicken is one of Su Ling's favorite meats. The best taste is the kind of private, natural free-range chicken.

As soon as I cut a piece into my mouth, my whole body seemed to float—oh my god, this can be regarded as the best chicken chop I have eaten in more than [-] years. delicious.

It seems that Mr. Huo has not only been here, he is probably a super customer here.

Otherwise, how could there be such treatment?

But not repulsive at all.

President Huo asked, "How?"

Su Ling replied with an apologetic tone: "I was going to treat you to dinner, but I was still honored by you."

Mr. Huo said, "It's good if you like it."

Still this sentence.

No one would say such things to Su Ling.

If it was Suhang, he would say: "I am your brother, listen to me!"

Full of ridicule and presumptuousness.

Suzhou and Hangzhou have always been like this, and they were full of ruffian when they were young.He always regarded himself as the big brother, and Su Ling was his little brother.

Mr. Huo and Suhang are really different.

But why compare?Suddenly a voice asked, Su Ling's heart sank.

Suhang is no longer yours alone. They have lovers, sons, and now... new members.

What my mother said in the microphone was just passed on.

In her opinion, it was good news, so Su Ling felt...it was also good news.

He has given up thinking about it.

After slowly finishing the above-standard dinner, Su Ling called Waiter to pay the bill, but Waiter glanced at Mr. Huo and remained silent for a while.

Su Ling asked: "Do you not accept non-VISA cards? It doesn't matter, I have a VISA card here."

Mr. Huo said: "Okay, you go down and tell Andy, I thank him."

"Yes, Mr. Huo." Waiter left with a sigh of relief.

Su Ling looked at Mr. Huo: "Mr. Huo, this?"

Mr. Huo said with a smile: "Andy appreciates you very much, please have a meal."

Su Ling said, "Boss Huo, you're joking again." Can a head chef avoid a dinner of several thousand yuan?Not that big of a chef, is it?

Mr. Huo said: "I don't want to hide it from you. I didn't expect you to choose this place before. This restaurant is an asset under my family's name."

Su Ling was taken aback, and sighed slightly annoyed.

No wonder the receptionist saw Mr. Huo's expression so strange just now: the boss wants someone else to reserve a table when he comes to dinner?

No wonder Mr. Huo can send the chef at will.

No wonder Waiter didn't dare to make a decision easily when he heard about the checkout.

——But, why does it become like this every time I want to treat guests?

Mr. Huo said: "Didn't you give me calligraphy and painting? It's enough to have this intention."

Su Ling said, "Then how can it be?"

Mr. Huo said: "Of course. ——Or, promise me a request?"

Su Ling said: "Boss Huo, tell me, as long as I can do it."

Mr. Huo said, "take a walk with me."

Su Ling was stunned for a moment, but he immediately said, "Okay." Su Ling thought to himself, thinking it was some kind of request, but today is Friday, and the most golden time of the weekend is about to kick off. Afternoon and dinner time is already a big deal (it's Mr. Huo's own time, and Su Ling has nothing to say), shouldn't this be the time for Mr. Huo to attend various high society gatherings with his senior female companions? ?

Mr. Huo would not miss the slightest fluctuation of expression on his face, he smiled lightly. "Then let's go."

Because this building is the tallest building in the city center, the elevator speed is extremely fast. It was fine when going up, but the feeling of weightlessness was very serious when going down. Su Ling's brain suddenly seemed to be stabbed, buzzing .Caught off guard by the attack, he pressed his forehead in discomfort.

"Su Ling?" Mr. Huo was standing next to him, and quickly noticed something was wrong with him.

Su Ling moved without leaving a trace, avoiding the hand that was extended by the other party, and half leaned against the elevator wall in an unobtrusive posture.He squeezed out a smile, and tried to keep his tone as usual: "It's okay, maybe the stamina of the red wine has picked up just now."

With his head slightly lowered, he didn't see the flash of emotion in Mr. Huo's eyes at that moment.

When he got out of the elevator, Su Ling's physical condition had returned to normal, and the uncomfortable feeling just now seemed to be just a hallucination.Su Ling asked herself: What's going on?

To be honest, he didn't know that he had never experienced such dizziness since the accident that year.

Maybe it's just the elevator accelerating too fast.he told himself.

Because it is Friday, the neighborhood is still the largest business district in the city center, and the most lively nightlife of the week has begun. The street is very noisy. From time to time, there are super-large screens flashing handsome men and women, and there are colorful advertisements. The roadside is still empty during the day. Now there are many more people wearing fancy clothes and setting up stalls.People's footsteps seem to be less hurried than usual. Couples of lovers, everyone in a small family, are happy and leisurely.

Su Ling and Mr. Huo walked slowly on the street, thinking that it seemed like it had been a long time since they walked on such a lively street.

One of the few shopping malls with Gao Yihan parks directly under the big shopping mall, goes up the elevator, and leaves immediately after shopping. I don’t have the time and energy to walk slowly here.Even if I walk with her, I try to find a relatively secluded place, not a place full of mobile people around me.

Could it be that the "walking place" mentioned by Mr. Huo is here?

It's really strange that the two of them don't buy anything, wasting time here.

The surrounding air is really not good, not to mention the side effects of the heat island effect in big cities.

Su Ling felt a little hot, and his forehead was sweating a little.He has always been afraid of heat, and the air conditioner at home is turned on extremely high in summer.Although it is not the hottest time right now, it is still late spring, not to mention there are so many people, the popularity is incredible.

It's just that Su Ling personally doesn't like to take off his clothes in places other than places he is familiar with. Besides, there are people passing by everywhere here, so there must be a lot of thieves.Money being stolen is a trivial matter, and the key is the ID card and card, which is troublesome to handle.

Su Hang had warned him many times before, not to put the bank card and ID card together, Su Ling couldn't change it.

"Su Ling, you're sweating."

Su Ling said, "I'm just a little hot, it doesn't matter."

Mr. Huo recalled his strangeness in the elevator before: "Tell me, are you sick?"

Su Ling immediately shook her head: "No, it's fine. I was a little dizzy in the elevator just now because of the alcohol. Mr. Huo, don't worry."

Mr. Huo said, "Then let's leave here first."

He called and within 3 minutes, a car stopped near them.Mr. Huo said: "Let's go, stop driving after drinking, I'll ask the driver to drive the car to your house."

Su Ling noticed that this car didn't seem to be the previous Audi, and took a casual look - it turned out to be President Maserati.

It seems that Mr. Huo deliberately kept a low profile before.