Downtown, Wenhua Road, a high-end F-style restaurant, Pierre.

In the VIP area on the third floor, Lan Mengxin made an appointment in advance by the window. After showing the reservation code, the lobby manager personally guided the way in front.

Although Xu Ming had seen many high-end venues with Lao Yang before, this was the first time that the F-style restaurant came to it. He walked into it, walked through the gorgeous hall with a crystal ceiling, and walked through a row of transparent glass wine cellars next to him, carrying hundreds of wines.

The design style of this restaurant is mainly modern and luxurious, with crystal and silverware adorned with precious furniture in charcoal gray, white and purple red, all floor-to-ceiling windows and purple velvet sofas... nobility and elegance are everywhere.

And those guests who sit in the dining area for dates or meals are mostly well-dressed and decently-behaved, and look like successful people.

The entire restaurant gives people a high-class atmosphere.

This made Xu Ming feel a little uncomfortable, but he quickly adjusted his mentality and acted as natural as possible.

After all, he is no longer the ordinary person he used to be.

...

On the dining table with a candlestick.

The two sat down face to face.

"Did we come a little early? It's not time for lunch yet, and it's not arrived at 11 o'clock now." Xu Ming said.

"It's okay, we can order some tea, dessert before meals, chat while drinking tea, and order a regular meal when it's almost done. It is said that some F-style meals can be eaten for four or five hours. We don't have to hurry, slowly you will understand the essence of F-style meals."

Lan Mengxin smiled and said, in fact, this was her first time having an F-style meal. What she just mentioned was the guide she watched online. After all, a home-girl writer who stays at home and writes all day long has so much time to taste the food from all over the country.

"Okay, let's have some tea first." Xu Ming nodded.

Lan Mengxin picked up the menu and ordered F-style black tea and a few pastries.

soon.

A bone porcelain cup that is as white as jade, delicate as fat, and a black tea filled with fragrance.

Xu Ming took a sip and a hotline flowed into his stomach, his body was injected with vitality and suddenly became warmer.

And the black tea is sweet and tastes very good.

"How is it, is it okay?" Lan Mengxin put down her cup and looked at Xu Ming and asked.

"Not bad." Xu Ming nodded.

"That's good. If you are not used to Western food and don't adapt to the taste, I have to find a way to invite you another meal."

"What's the matter?" Xu Ming shook his head: "Some food is good, so there are so many things to come? And this place is so high-end, you must spend a lot of money. How could you ask you to invite it again?"

"It's okay, money is not a problem, mainly because our friendship is more important. In the future, as long as you are willing, I hope I can have dinner together often, but I don't know if you are happy to have a friend like me."

Lan Mengxin said nervously and nervously. She wanted to maintain or deepen this relationship. What she was most worried about was that after the meal, the two sides would clear up and there would be no further information from now on, which would be a very regrettable thing.

"friend?"

Xu Ming pointed at himself in surprise, "I have a high school education level, can I write books, and my job is just as good as an ordinary person. Can I become your friend?"

"Why can't it? I'm just an online writer, and my social status is not that high. There is no difference between us. Of course, I can make friends."

"Okay, I feel very honored to have friends like you."

Xu Ming said, but he suddenly thought of it, and he didn't know where he had read this sentence: There is no friendship between men and women.

"Cheers to our friendship." Lan Mengxin smiled and raised the teacup in her hand.

"Cheers~"

...

Then the two of them drank tea and dessert, and talked about a lot of topics.

"Xu Ming, you were born in that year. How old are you now?"

"I was 25 years old now."

"You are very young at an enviable age, but you are still quite mature and calm."

"I've been over the award, how old are you this year?"

"Ahem~"

Lan Mengxin coughed twice and said helplessly: "It's okay to tell you. In five days, it will be my thirty birthday, so now I am still a girl in my twenties. After I was thirty, the age of a woman is a secret. It's best to seal it forever, so please don't tell it outside, please." She bowed her hand.

"I will keep it confidential for you. In addition, I wish you a happy birthday in advance. I just forgot to prepare the gift. I will take you to the store to choose the same one."

"No need, it's enough to have a blessing."

"Since I'm a friend, I know that you're going to celebrate your birthday, so I have to express it a little bit."

"Then...thank you."

Originally, Lan Mengxin wanted to refuse and prevent Xu Ming from spending money, but then she thought that all the gifts were given and the friendship deepened. She would be able to move around more frequently in the future, and even sparked some kind of sparks, which was a good thing after all.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel happy.

Then the two of them talked about work, their families, and their interests and hobbies.

When she learned that Xu Mingxin’s monthly income was only a few thousand yuan, Lan Mengxin thought that this income was normal and there was no need to underestimate herself. When talking about her salary and income, she said lightly that the subscription income in January plus the half-year prize could probably buy a house. In order not to stimulate Xu Ming, she did not emphasize that it was the full payment and tried to keep a low profile tone, which sounded like the down payment for buying a house.

Regarding Xu Ming's family situation, although both of his parents are alive, he ignored Xu Ming after divorce and only gave birth to a child but did not educate him. It was not as good as her single-parent family situation. At least one mother loved her very much. However, even though she has been alone for so many years, Xu Ming still took good care of herself and did not embark on the wrong path. To be honest, it really hurts.

In terms of interests and hobbies, there are many places where the two overlap, and they have a common language.

...

It's close to 1 pm.

A f-style meal, having and chatting for more than three hours, was a great time.

When paying for the bill at the front desk, the invoice machine spits out a long invoice.

Xu Ming walked up to look curiously. The total price at the bottom of the invoice showed that the meal had been eaten in total for more than 5,000 yuan.

“So expensive?”

He couldn't help but sigh. He remembered that he didn't eat anything. The only ones that were impressed was foie gras, caviar, matsutake, cheese, bacon, etc., which were very small. He lost his stomach after eating. Although he was full, looking at the dazzling array of plates on the table, Xu Ming joked to Lan Mengxin that F-style meals are good, but they are too unfriendly to dishwashers.

But I didn't expect the price to be quite expensive, which is equivalent to the monthly salary of many working-class people.

"Why don't I pay for it."

Xu Ming took out his cell phone and prepared him to pay the bill.

"No need, I'll treat you."

Lan Mengxin pushed Xu Ming aside and handed a bank card to the cashier. Even though he was swept over 5,000 away with a drip, his face was as calm as usual, and his demeanor was heartbreaking.

Xu Ming didn't know what to say.

Then he canceled his plan to go shopping in the mall to buy a small pendant for Lan Mengxin as a birthday gift.

On the way home.

Xu Ming, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at Lan Mengxin and said, "Thank you for your treat today. I plan to reimagine your birthday gift and give you an equal amount of wish."

"Don't have to be too troublesome, or, next time you treat me to a meal? That kind of ordinary small restaurant is fine." Lan Mengxin said.
Chapter completed!