Rebirth of Jinse Nianhua

The place where I made an appointment to have dinner with Song Mi is the Huangtinghaoyuan Xinyuan Hotel located in the most famous CBD in the center of City B. Xinyuan Hotel is the most luxurious super five-star hotel in City B, and it is also a property of the Song Group .

In the center of City B, where the poor are trembling with fear, only the Song Group has the strength to build a garden-style hotel that seems to be isolated from the world in the noisy surrounding environment.

As soon as the car came to a stop at the entrance of the hotel, there were two handsome BellBoys who were extremely fit and handsome, and greeted them respectfully, and opened the door for Song Yu and me. I held my head in case I accidentally bumped into it when I got out of the car. The whole process was so meticulous that it made me a little embarrassed to have a thick skin like me.

After Song Yu got out of the car, he handed over the car keys to another BellBoy and walked around the car to hold my hand. I pressed my body close to Song Yu and followed him into the hotel lobby. The handsome waiter leading the way turned his head back to me from time to time. Show a charming smile.

"Is the fourth brother asking us to eat here to show off to Uncle Song?" I gently tugged Song Yu's sleeve and asked in a low voice while walking.

Song Yu turned his head and glanced at me, put the middle finger of his right hand to his mouth and made a silent movement towards me, smiled and said nothing.

As the son publicly abandoned by the Song family, only Song Mi has the temper and courage to go to Song Wanzhuo's home court from time to time to toss and toss. He is sure that the service industry dare not easily offend customers. From the outside media's point of view, the fact that the lion movie king came to this hotel is undoubtedly because of Song Mi's glory, and the hotel is simply full of glory.

Under the guidance of the handsome waiter, we walked through the resplendent and dazzling lobby and the cobblestone path with nine turns and eighteen turns behind the lobby, and finally arrived at the place to eat—a transparent glass room built among thousands of flowers.

Song Mi had already sat inside early, playing with her mobile phone with her head down. The handsome waiter opened the door for us with a smile, and then let us in with his hands behind his back.

Song Yu took my hand and entered the private room. At this moment, Song Mi raised her head to meet our eyes, and then smiled tacitly at each other.

"Fourth brother!" I exclaimed excitedly, "He's getting more and more handsome!"

Song Mi put on a voluptuous look and flicked her shoulder-length flaxen curly hair, and gave me a wink of electrocution, with a smug smile on the corner of her mouth: "What's the point?"

Song Yu smiled but said nothing, put his arm around my waist and sat next to Song Mi.

"Did you order all the dishes?" Song Yu asked Song Mi as soon as he sat down, flipping through the menu with big gilt characters on his hand, "Have you ordered Tong Tong's favorite dishes?"

Song Mi pursed her lips when she heard that, and immediately showed an expression of "how could I not know what you're thinking?" and gave Song Yu a sideways look with a smirk, then said to the handsome waiter who was still waiting by the door: "Get ready!" Let's serve."

The handsome waiter stepped back and closed the door for us with concern.

"Didn't Tongtong have something to say to brother four?" Song Yu closed the menu and pushed it towards the middle of the table, then turned to me, and blinked his right eye premeditatedly.

I immediately understood, jumped up from the chair happily, walked around Song Yu, and went straight to Song Mi. Song Mi was a little caught off guard, and could only open her arms reflexively to catch me.

"Take it easy, my little ancestor." Song Mi hugged me in his arms, smiled softly and patted my back, "Fourth Brother is now a disabled person, so I can't stand you, a little troublemaker. "

"Isn't it a hype?" I stretched out my fingers and poked Song Mi's fluffy curly hair. A handsome guy is a handsome guy. Not only does he look good in any clothes, but even his hair has an air of luxury that ordinary people can't catch up with in a lifetime of flattery.

"Look at what this is?" Song Mi freed his left hand and took a crutch he was leaning against on the chair next to him and showed it to me, "The hype is the hype, but your fourth brother, I really paid a terrible price. cost."

"Does it still hurt now?" As soon as I saw this real crutch, I immediately jumped out of Song Mi's arms. I was afraid that it would hurt him. I forgot all of them.

"What's this little injury? Even if it's an injury, your fourth brother and I are handsome guys with 360 degrees without any dead ends." Song Mi handsomely flicked her bangs on her forehead, and stood up from the chair with a cane. Showing his masculinity in front of us, he turned around gracefully for us to see, but considering the injury on his foot, the movement of turning around was a little slow, and the obtrusive crutches somewhat spoiled the atmosphere. The king of heaven "framed" it.

Song Yu and I looked at each other with a suppressed smile, and shrugged in unison.

Song Mi turned back, put down her crutches and sat down again, tsk tsk, despised Song Yu's aesthetic vision and said, "Do you understand how to appreciate it?"

Song Yu and I looked at each other again, and shook our heads in unison again.

"Few people like me, who are at the forefront of world trends, can understand." Song Mi pretended to be sorry and waved her hands, "It's so cold at the top."

"Be careful not to catch a cold, people who are at the forefront of the world trend." Song Yu finally couldn't help laughing, his handsome face swept away the negative emotions that he had deliberately suppressed in the past few days, and his long-lost smile bloomed. I beckoned, "Tongtong come and sit down."

I obediently went to sit down next to Song Yu. At this moment, the handsome waiter knocked on the door and brought a group of waitresses in the uniform of the Royal Palace Hotel Group to start serving the dishes. The table was full within a short while. A whole table.

Every time I go out to eat with Song Mi, the only thing I don’t have to think about is not to waste money, because he comes here to eat on purpose to show off to his father Song Wanzhuo, and according to his temper, he really wants to make this already super big round table bigger Several times, just like the "No. [-] Pot in the World" in Chongqing, it has a super visual shock.

"Mr. Song, all the dishes you ordered have been served." The handsome waiter folded his hands respectfully in front of his lower abdomen, with a standard service smile on his face, "If you have no other orders, then we will Go out first, so as not to hinder you and your friends from dining."

"Yeah." Song Mi nodded, and at the end she still didn't forget to be handsome and threw a powerful smile at the group of waitresses who couldn't take their eyes off him from the moment they entered the door.

There were only the three of us left in the huge glass room. Song Mi glanced at the dishes she had ordered and smiled with satisfaction. Then she put one hand on the table and looked at Song Yu, raising her eyebrows pointingly: "eat first?"

"Yeah." Song Yu smiled knowingly, his slender knuckles habitually scratched my nose, "Tongtong must be hungry."

2013-11-01

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