But Huang Xing really can't remember when he had anything to do with such a woman.
Strangely enough, the woman was accompanied by a waitress, who was holding a bottle of Baijiu and a goblet in her hand.
In politeness, Huang Xing stands up and stares at the woman suspiciously, expecting her to report herself.
The woman smiles and reaches out a hand: let me introduce myself. My name is yeyichen. You can call me Yejie according to age. I'm from this shop... This shop is owned by me.
Huang Xing suddenly realized!
She turned out to be the landlady of this special restaurant!
In this way, it is consistent with what the host said just now. Presided over two VIP guests in the population, including myself.
To be exact, in Huang Xing's opinion, as the general manager of Xinmeng commercial building, he is just a worker with a slightly higher level. However, he did not expect that this position was regarded as a guest of honor in Jinan City. No matter where he went, he seemed to be a God, respected and admired by people.
Huang Xing reaches out his hand and holds it: it's Mr. Ye, but I don't understand. How do you know me?
Ye Yichen gave a mysterious smile and gently turned his head: how, is it strange for Daji Nancheng to know the general manager of Xinmeng commercial building? I've seen you on TV, and I've seen you in the newspaper. He is young and promising. When he sees a real person today, he really does not have a false reputation.
Huang Xingdao: Mr. Ye, I'm flattered. I'm really a false name.
Ye Yichen stretched out his hand and said: Mr. Huang, please sit down. May I venture to ask if I can sit here for a while?
"Of course, of course!" Huang Xingli let Ye Yichen sit down.
The waitress beside Ye Yichen opened the wine in his hand and said: This is the wine we sent from President Ye.
Huang Xing looked up and saw that it was a bottle of Maotai: Mr. Ye, you're very kind. As the boss here, I'm flattered if you can come here.
Ye Yichen moved the goblet beside him: what is Mr. Huang talking about? He has come to me. How can I make friends with a bottle of wine? We are really flattered that you can come to our restaurant. Your arrival, let our whole big house door shine!
Huang Xing said: I'm flattered. I'm ashamed.
Ye Yichen waved her hand. The waiter was about to pour the wine, but she took it by herself: the wine must be poured by me and respected by me.
Huang Xing looked at the Wuliangye in the glass in amazement: This... After drinking the wine in the glass, change it, no wine.
"Good!" Ye Yichen turned to add some Baijiu to his glass: Well, then I'll finish the cup with Huang.
Huang Xing looks at Xu Wenguang awkwardly. Xu Wenguang raises his glass and says a few polite words to Ye Yichen. Then several people touch each other's glasses and drink up the wine.
Ye Yichen personally changed Maotai liquor for everyone, and then said with a smile: my Maotai is not Maotai in the market, only the most distinguished guests, I will take it out. This is my father's wine.
"Your father?" Huang Xingdao: does he like to hide wine?
Ye Yichen said: my father once worked in Jinan Military Region and retired as a lieutenant general. He can get several bottles of Maotai every month.
Huang Xing was startled: powerful! It's the background!
Ye Yichen said: where, where. Mr. Huang might as well taste this wine carefully. Is it different from Maotai bought in the market?
Huang Xing nodded slightly: I've heard that Maotai liquor in the market is probably fake. It is said that the Maotai distillery once disclosed that the quantity of Maotai liquor sold on the market is hundreds of times of the actual factory volume. What's more interesting is that a TV station once did a column. The theme of the column was to invite some celebrities to identify the true and false Maotai liquor. As a result, more than 90% of the people drink real Maotai as fake Maotai and fake Maotai as real Maotai. Well, it's very telling.
Ye Yichen laughs: Mr. Huang deserves to be Mr. Huang. You are right. Come on, distinguished guests, thank you for patronizing our restaurant. On behalf of 260 employees of dazaimen restaurant, I would like to express my sincere thanks for your coming.
Huang Xing repeatedly said: flattered, flattered.
Ye Yichen is very forthright. He drinks half of the wine in one gulp. Huang Xing looks at her stupidly. How dare women in this year drink it?
But in this situation, Huang Xing can not refuse and slack off, can only be hard to drink a mouthful.
Ye Yichen put out a thumb: Mr. Huang Guangliang!
Huang Xing wiped the corner of his mouth with a paper towel: I'm a little drunk tonight. Don't laugh at Ye.
Ye Yichen said: Mr. Huang is modest. We Shandong people are massive, aren't we?
Xu Wenguang also led Xiaohui and Xiaofei to drink half of the wine.
Ye Yichen looked at the people sitting there, gently stroked his forehead and said: sorry, I've focused on Mr. Huang. Excuse me
Huang Xing said: This is the office director of my commercial building, Mr. Xu Wenguang, Mr. Xu, and the other two ladies are Mr. Xu's friends.
Xu Wenguang stood up with some excitement and stretched out a hand to shake with Ye Yichen.
Who thought Ye Yichen didn't see it? He just turned his eyes to Huang Xing and said with a smile: it belongs to the middle and high-level backbone. It's good, it's good.
Xu Wenguang took back his hand awkwardly and sat down slowly. If it was not for her good looks, he would be even more angry at her ignoring her. It's just that tonight was a happy occasion, so he had to smile.
It seems that this is a very cold female boss.
Even, it's on a par with Fuji.
Ye Yichen picked up his glass and said: Well, because my drinking capacity is limited, I'll deepen a cup with Mr. Huang, so I won't drink with you one by one. I hope you'll understand.
"Understand, understand!" Although Xu Wenguang was prejudiced, he pretended to be generous and nodded.
Ye Yichen smiles, points to Xiaohui and Xiaofei, and says to Xu Wenguang: Director Xu, you are very lucky. Let these two beautiful sisters drink with you first. Let me have a few words with general manager Huang.
Xu Wenguang also took the initiative, took the lead to meet Xiaofei and Xiaohui.
Ye Yichen slightly deviated his head and looked at Huang Xing with a pair of special eyes: Mr. Huang, do we continue?
Huang Xing would like to say, wait. But some are not willing to be outdone, so they can only hold up the wine glass with a stiff head: I'll give you a toast, Mr. Ye. Thank you for your kindness!
Ye Yichen waved his hand: I propose three cups to you, first. Just now, it was a warm-up. This is the first wine. I'm glad to meet Mr. Huang for the first time. Let me express my feelings.
A back neck, a mouthful of wine poured into the import.
Huang Xing was very surprised. How could such a big mouthful of wine be poured into her little tongue so quickly?
Although the wine is good, the female boss is also very kind, but Huang Xing knows how to drink it. It's strange if he doesn't get drunk. However, on such occasions, the wine market is like a battlefield, how can he easily lose the battle. As a result, he could only summon up courage to take a sip, and then said to yeyichen: yezong also takes a bite, don't just drink.
Ye Yichen nodded, and the waitress behind her put the set of tableware just opened in front of Ye Yichen.
Ye Yichen took the chopsticks to pick up the dishes and said: are our dishes still palatable?
Huang Xing nodded: very good, very good, very unique taste.
"The truth?" Ye Yichen asked with a smile: is Mr. Huang sure it's not perfunctory? As a friend, I really want to hear the truth.
Huang Xing said: the truth, of course.
Ye Yichen smiles with relief.
At this time, the waitress who had been prejudiced against Huang Xing came over with a dish.
Huang Xing frowned and said to Xu Wenguang: how many dishes did you order? Pure waste! I can't even put it on the table!
Xu Wenguang said with a smile: it's just a few small dishes.
Huang Xing asked: how many more?
Xu Wenguang said: not much. There are three or four more.
Huang Xing wants Xu Wenguang to return the dishes he didn't serve, but after all, ye Yichen is here. It's inconvenient to say.
Ye Yichen said: this table is free of charge today. It's my treat!
Huang Xing said quickly: that won't work! I come here to have a meal, let Ye always lose so much money, resolutely not!
Ye Yichen put Huang Xing in the first army: why, don't you plan to recognize me as a friend?
Huang Xing stressed: This is not the same thing! If you don't have to pay for it, then our friend really can't do it. I can accept a proper discount. No bill, no way.
Ye Yichen smiles: what do you want me to do? All right, let's not just drink first.
When Huang Xing raised his glass, he was surprised to find that the waitress who had just served the dish had been unable to get along with her. At this time, her face suddenly changed and she stared at herself in amazement, and her expression froze.
Ye Yichen seems to be aware of something, turned to the waitress and said: Huang is always our most distinguished guest, we must take good care of the service.
The waitress was numb for a long time, then nodded in amazement: Yes, yes, Mr. Ye.
Ye Yichen frowned: what's the matter with you? What's the matter with you? What's the matter? You're nervous about big people?
Perhaps because of drinking too much wine, Xu Wenguang suddenly blurted out: you are a special waiter. She just... Just now even spoke rudely to president Huang
what? Ye Yichen's face changed and he slapped the table. He said angrily: is it true, No.12?
The waitress was already pale with fright. She faltered and said, "Mr. Ye, I'm not... I didn't mean to... I don't know how he is... He's your friend... And... I'm... I'm blind, I'm
"Son of a bitch!" Just now, ye Yichen, who had been smiling, suddenly changed his face and said to the No.12 Maid: how do people like you get into the big house? Have you received pre job training? Go, go, call the lobby manager!
Huang Xing waved his hand and said: forget about Mr. Ye. In fact, it's nothing. Everyone has a bad time. Besides, she didn't say bad things to me, really. Yeh stressed: I can't break our rules. Our principle of employing people is that we would rather lack than abuse. The waitress was biting her lip so tightly that it was bleeding. Perhaps no one can understand her mood at this time, it is a feeling that the sky is about to fall down. After all, compared with other hotels, the treatment of big house is not a little bit higher, but several times higher! If I am dismissed by my boss today, where can I find such a high paid waiter?