What if I'm really rich

The two soon entered a palace park, which contained a total of 16 small courtyards, and the overall style was that of the Ming and Qing courtyards.

A large courtyard contains many small courtyards.

Each small courtyard is actually a private room, covering an area of ​​about 420 square meters.

The main room is the place to eat, the side room is the toilet, the east wing is the working area and rest area for the staff, and the west wing is the kitchen.

Some simple dishes are cooked in the West Wing.

The more complicated ones will bother the chef.

In terms of personnel, there are 2 chefs and 1 helper in the West Wing. Among the service staff in the East Wing, there are 3 staff who pour tea and wine for guests, 2 staff who arrange dishes, and 1 team leader. Responsible for communicating and coordinating with diners.

Anyway, you come here, no matter how many people you come to eat, as long as you open a certain hall (private room), there will be a small courtyard of 420 square meters for you to roam.

There are 9 service personnel serving you.

Su Ze looked at all the things in front of him, and couldn't help sighing that it's nice to be rich.

Luckily I have money!

Qiao Yun took him into Courtyard No. 3, and there was a large plaque on the main room, which read: "Departure Palace".

As soon as Su Ze stepped into the threshold of the main room, two people walked towards him.

Walking in front was a tall and thin man in his forties, with a pair of glasses on his face, he looked refined and full of energy.

"Mr. Su, hello, hello! I am the president of our branch, and my name is Yang Wei. I talked to you on the phone before."

The tall and thin man shook hands with Su Ze with a very intimate attitude.

Su Ze also knew that as he guessed, the other party was Yang Wei, the branch president.

"President Yang, I have been friends with you for a long time. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Su Ze also smiled and shook hands with the other party, not deliberately pretending to be cold or putting on airs.

"Please come in!"

Su Ze was invited to the table by Yang Wei with a smile, but he didn't say anything about it.

Now he is a grandfather, not the grandson who took thousands or hundreds of dollars back then.

After today's high consumption, Su Ze's mentality has changed a lot.

"Mr. Su, I forgot to introduce you. This is the account manager of our branch. If there is anything Xiao Qiao doesn't understand in the future, you can ask him to cooperate with you!"

Seeing Yang Wei's introduction, Zhang Song quickly stepped forward and bent over to hand over his business card, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Su, my name is Zhang Song. If you need anything, I will try my best to do it!"

"Then thank you, Manager Zhang."

Su Ze took the business card and put it in his pocket.

I heard that ICBC customers have the right to communicate with companies, solicit deposits, and grant loans.

This Zhang Song can get in touch with him and get some capital injection or acquisition from his company that needs funds.

When the dishes came slowly, Su Ze also drank the tea at the right temperature in the small cup in his hand.

At this time, Zhang Song took out a bottle of the eighth generation of Wuliangye Puwu from under his body.

"Does Mr. Su drink alcohol? I brought a bottle of wine here, and I hope Mr. Su can taste it."

"can!"

From the moment Zhang Song took out the wine, a waiter soon came over to take the bottle of wine.

Then the wine was divided into several small containers, and the last three service staff came to Su Ze, Yang Wei, and Zhang Song in turn.

The first full wine is to have primary and secondary.

First of all, the main seat is filled first, and then the bottom is filled in batches.

Of course, this is also the first time when the wine is full.

After that, there are not so many rules.

After all, whoever has the most wine is the one who has the lowest status. Everyone knows this truth well.

Su Ze looked at the wine in front of him and sighed a lot.

He drank this wine, nearly 2000 yuan.

It was when Su Ze accompanied the boss to pick up customers for dinner, and had a few drinks.

At that time, it was not considered a social occasion, but the boss had an old relationship with that client, and Su Ze was asked to be in charge of this project.

That's why the other party proposed to take him for a meal.

Although no one else canned his wine during the period, he happened to have a good eye and indeed drank a little too much that day.

This wine costs nearly 2000 yuan, so it's not expensive, let's say it's cheap.

Not everyone is willing to drink.

Looking at the same wine in front of him, and the completely different identities before and after, Su Ze couldn't help sighing.

When he looked up and inspected the people present, he lost the cautiousness he had when secretly scrutinizing clients and bosses.

Su Ze's last gaze rested on Qiao Yun who was laughing with her the whole time.

Su Ze suddenly felt that life was ah.

This is life!

Su Ze turned back to her thoughts, and looked down to see that there was no other drink besides tea in front of her.I want to ask her if she wants a bottle of juice or something.

After all, he thinks most girls don't like drinking tea.

It's just that his movement of looking in front of Qiao Yun was watched by Yang Wei the whole time.

Before Su Ze could ask, Yang Wei pointed at Qiao Yun and told the waiter, "Full the bar for Xiao Qiao!"

Then he looked at Qiao Yun and asked.

"Little Qiao, have a drink with Mr. Su. I'm old, and I can't drink too much. You young people are better!"

As he spoke, he gave Su Ze an apologetic look.

Before Qiao Yun nodded in agreement, the waiter was ready, and a bottle of wine was just divided into 4 wine jugs.

So the waiter in charge of Yang Wei began to serve Qiao Yun with wine.

It's just that Su Ze looked at Qiao Yun's stiff expression at that moment, and said with concern:

"Little Qiao, don't drink it if you don't like it. It's fine to replace it with fruit juice."

Hearing Su Ze's words, Qiao Yun was a little moved.

But she also knows her responsibilities and mission.

She is no longer the little princess held in the palm of her hand by her family.

So he looked at Su Ze and nodded, showing a smiling face:

"No problem, Xiao Qiao can drink a little."

"That's it!"

"Mr. Su, please use your chopsticks. Try the dishes here that don't suit your taste. It's the first time I meet you, and I don't know what you like to eat."

Seeing that everyone was pouring wine, Zhang Song also started his work at this time.He made a gesture of invitation to Su Ze.

The waiter also began to introduce slowly, and the dishes on the revolving table turned to Su Ze one by one.

"Crispy beef brisket, lychee meringue, braised Buddha jumping over the wall, palace roast duck, squirrel osmanthus fish, red stewed soft-shelled turtle, Kung Fu soup, Chaozhou braised goose palm, braised two-headed abalone, Liuxin rich shrimp, fried wings with crab powder and sweet-scented osmanthus, health stir-fry, Mincemeat Salad."

For every dish, if Su Ze moves his chopsticks, the turntable will quickly and smoothly park the dish Su Ze wants to eat in the most suitable position for holding.

On the contrary, if Su Ze is not interested, continue to turn back slowly.

It wasn't until the entire turntable turned in a blink of an eye that the waiter stopped in front of Su Ze exactly the dish Su Ze ate for the first time.

During the period, the other three people never touched their chopsticks from the beginning to the end.

The atmosphere in the whole room does not look like a business negotiation.

More like flattery.

It's just that if you don't say it, I won't say it either.

Everyone knows it well.