Chapter 82: Drawing Swords to Help Each Other

  With a delicate hand holding the small spoon, Miao Zihuan was waiting for Xu Na to finish eating quickly so that she could leave this place. The steak in this Western restaurant didn't taste right, and even the coffee wasn't good to drink, it was really boring. What's more, the people here seemed to have low quality, some people came to eat Western food and spoke loudly like they were in a domestic restaurant, did they not know how to respect others? It seems that many people in China still need to improve their quality.

  Just as Miao Zihuan was getting annoyed, Song Mingyi and Yu Qiang appeared beside her.

  "Miss, eating downstairs is so unenthusiastic. Why not go upstairs? There are excellent private rooms already opened for you, just waiting for your nod. Delicious dishes will all be served in front of you." Song Mingyi took the lead and came to Miao Zihuan's side, learning from TV's XG gentleman, he bowed slightly, very much like a real one.

  He just didn't know that this originally beautiful posture of his had been transformed by him into the Republic's kowtow, and with this transformation, his head almost touched his protruding neck, which was really somewhat comical and laughable.

  "Nothing here tastes good, what's the point of talking about delicious food? I think you should just leave, otherwise, it'll make me lose my appetite." Having seen many bold and polite gentlemen in England, Miao Zihuan was already used to this kind of behavior and simply raised her head to take a glance. Apart from lust, there was nothing else in Song Mingyi's eyes, so she lowered her head again and continued stirring her coffee.

  "Hey, Feng Shao, look! Someone's making way for you, haha." Duan Yunpeng had been paying attention to the commotion around Miao Zihuan, thinking of ways to create an opportunity for his good friend Feng Sicheng. Just as he was thinking about it, Song Mingyi and Yu Qiang walked down, and to his surprise, they were heading towards Miao Zihuan. Duan Yunpeng's heart lit up with joy, and he quickly nudged Feng Sicheng, who was eating with his head down.

  Feng Si Zhe raised his head and saw the two men, one fat and one thin, standing beside Miao Zi Han's desk. He was taken aback for a moment, then smiled. He knew Miao Zi Han's temperament well enough to know that these people were trying to get in on the action, but they would only end up embarrassing themselves. At the same time, his gaze also fell on this place, and he had just been thinking about how to get to know Miao Zi Han better, maybe even form a deep friendship. Now someone was taking the lead for him, and if the opportunity arose, he wouldn't mind making a move. After all, the classic "hero rescues the beauty" scenario often brought people closer together emotionally.

  I don't know if it's to show off or really lacking in quality, but when Song Mingyi invited Miao Zihuan earlier, he intentionally raised his voice by eight degrees. He thought that as long as he invited her and mentioned that there was a luxurious room waiting for her upstairs, even if this beautiful woman with an extraordinary temperament had no ideas, she wouldn't directly refuse him. After all, shouldn't beauties also have their gentle side? As long as she didn't reject him from the start, with his silver tongue, he didn't believe he couldn't get her to go upstairs. Once they entered the luxurious room, everything would be easy to say. At worst, he could just use money to win over a young girl's heart, right?

  What Song Mingyi didn't expect was that Miao Zihuan seemed to not want to give him any face at all, directly rejecting him and with a tone of mockery in her words. In an instant, he felt somewhat unable to get out of this awkward situation. How could someone like himself, who also had some status, be so thoroughly embarrassed by a woman in front of so many people? If this got out, how would he still be able to mix in their circle?

  For a moment, Song Mingyi was somewhat irritated and ashamed, thinking that Wen Ruxian was still waiting for his good news upstairs, which made him even more furious.

  "Hmm, how can you say that the food here is not good? I must discuss this with you. It's crowded here and not easy to talk, why don't you come upstairs with me and we'll have a good chat about it? What do you think?" Song Mingyi grabbed onto Miao Zihuan's words about the food not being good and wanted to take him upstairs, on the surface using the reason that he had slandered the Chang'an Western Restaurant, which was also reasonable.

  "Yes, you're ruining our Chang'an Western restaurant like this. Let's have a good talk with you." Yu Qiang also cooperated with Song Mingyi on the side, pretending to be majestic.

  "It's not delicious, it's just not delicious, what's there to talk about? If you don't believe me, you can ask the others present." Miao Zihuan didn't think much of it and once again raised her head, coldly rejecting Song Mingyi and Yu Qiang's proposal.

  "Huh? Ask others? Haha, then I, Song Mingyi, want to see who else would say that the food at our Chang'an Western Restaurant is not good." Song Mingyi's face turned cold, and he changed his earlier gentlemanly demeanor, scanning the restaurant with a glance.

  He didn't say anything, but by raising his head and staring at the crowd, he really had a certain effect. At least more than half of the people lowered their heads, they originally wanted to see the excitement, but when they saw that Song Mingyi was angry, they all knew that things were not good, if they messed up, it would also affect the innocent bystanders, they didn't want to watch the excitement and stir up trouble.

  Apart from Xun Na, who sat at the same table as Miao Zihuan and raised her head to say that the food here is indeed not very good to eat, there really wasn't anyone else speaking.

  But Hana's words were immediately denied by Song Mingyi, "You say the food here is not good to eat, but why are you eating with your head down so happily? Look at yourself, you've already eaten two portions of steak, and you still dare to say that the food here doesn't suit your taste?"

  Xu Na had been eating the steak here with great effort just now. Speaking of Xu Na, she is a bit fat and doesn't know how to control her diet when it comes to food. As long as she encounters something that tastes good, she will eat it all at once. Just now, she saw Miao Zihuan order that dish but didn't eat it, so she thought it was a pity and reached out to take it over, following the principle of not wasting food, wanting to finish it off. As a result, this became the reason why Song Mingyi said what he did.

  In an instant, Xu Na lost her right to speak. At this moment, she was left speechless, not knowing what to say. From that moment on, she suddenly felt disgusted with herself for being too greedy, wishing she had just eaten one serving.

  It's too late to say anything now, Xu Na lost her right to speak because she ate two portions of steak, and in fact, people were intimidated by Song Mingyi and Yu Qiang's strong presence and didn't dare to speak up. As a result, no one was cooperating with Miao Zihuan, which made her feel somewhat embarrassed sitting there. She hadn't expected that after all these years abroad, the Chinese people would still be so fearful of power, which left her feeling rather disheartened.

  "Hahaha, what else can you say now, miss? I think it's better for you to come upstairs with us and have a good talk." Song Mingyi couldn't help but burst into loud laughter under his own majestic aura.

  Miao Zihuan was also choked with rage, but didn't know what to say. Just then, when Miao Zihuan was extremely disappointed and Song Mingyi and Yu Qiang were feeling triumphant, another voice came over, "I also feel that the Western food here is really mediocre, not even a tenth of the flavor of real steak. This Western restaurant isn't very good at all."