Emperor Shao, Your Wife’s Vest Shocked the World

"First, sir... This kind of behavior is not, it is not allowed, the restaurant has been operating with integrity for many years, adheres to the concept of customer first, treats every guest who comes to dine with respect and equality, and does not engage in specialization ."

The manager swallowed again and stammered: "If you think it is inconvenient to eat, there are private boxes in the store, can you think?"

It wasn't that he wanted to stutter, it was because the aura in front of him was too strong, he dared not to use a respectful tone, and he didn't know where a big Buddha came out of it, and there was another one on the second floor who offended Great character.

"Yes, yes, the private room is fine." Xia Qinghan answered.

"Sir, do you agree?" The manager returned to Xia Qinghan with a thankful smile and looked at Di Jiaze anxiously.

"Since there is a box, I'll go to the box." Di Jiaze didn't mean to embarrass others, she just repulsed eating in public and didn't like places with too many people.

"Please go to the third floor, the third floor is full of boxes." The manager hurriedly led the way.

Xia Qinghan muttered to herself, "I remember that the third floor was not open to the public."

"It used to be closed, but it has only been opened in the last month. The business is so good that more and more guests like to eat in private spaces, so we renovated the third floor as a Box." The manager took the initiative to explain.

"Oh." Xia Qinghan nodded.

The manager looked at her and said, "This is not your first time."

"This is the first time I came here, and I came here after a special guide. The black tea here is very famous and the taste is unparalleled."

, to ensure fresh, clean and nutritious health.”

The manager said with a tut tut: "Everyone who comes to us may not eat food, but must drink black tea."

"Young Master, you must try it, Shajia's black tea can't be drunk in China." Xia Qinghan poked the shoulder of the man beside him.

Di Jiaze's thin lips curled slightly: "Speaking of tea ceremony, it must be the most famous and most charming in China. The world's tea ceremony culture originated in China."

"Yes, we local people don't drink tea at all, the habit of drinking tea came from the border cities, which are very close to China, because of trade, many of China's technology and food flavors have spread to We came here, but after it was passed on to us, it has been improved and turned your products into our unique characteristics and promoted it to the world. This is our black tea from Sagar." The manager smiled. To explain the ins and outs.

"Appropriating other people's things for yourself, but saying that this is called improvement, it is indeed Song Ci's hometown!"

Di Jiaze nodded heavily, "Tea, no matter how you change it, name it tea, which is defined as China since ancient times. No matter how it is changed, it is still Huaxia that promotes the tea ceremony culture to the world. There are many kinds of tea, and China has a vast territory. Different regions and climates can grow teas with different tastes, and black tea originated in Wuyi, China."

"This...." The manager's face was embarrassed, and he met an expert. He was not good at bragging. As the capital of country A, Shaka is a seaside city with urban characteristics. In addition to the sea is the sea, let alone compare the historical and cultural heritage with China, there is no country in the world that can compare with China's long history of more than 5,000 years.

In the four ancient countries in the world, only Huaxia has preserved and inherited their civilization and culture.

This gentleman has such a sincere personality that he is from China.

"Don't be complacent by taking other people's things as your own, I hate blind and arrogant self-confidence!" Di Jiaze said coldly, "This will remind me of Song Ci again."

Which pot cannot be opened and lifted, and Song Ci is involved again.

Xia Qinghan tugged at the hem of the man's clothes, motioning him to stop talking.

Song Ci's name is well known in the local area and has a great influence.

His reputation is not as terrifying as Di Jiaze's in Huaxia. In the eyes of many people, Song Ci is a first-class good man, and his reputation is somewhat similar to Xia Yunshen, even more friendly than Xia Yunshen.

She could understand a little why Di Jiaze couldn't understand Xia Yunshen and Song Ci.

Because he is a straight man, he will say things he is not used to, and is good at slapping bragging people in the face.

Di Jiaze is a fast-paced and cool male protagonist!

"Sir, do you know Mr. Song?" When the manager mentioned Song Ci's name, the manager was startled.

Seeing this gentleman's aura, you can see that he has an extraordinary origin. I never imagined that he would call President Song's name a taboo, and he really couldn't afford to offend him.

But what he said just now... I'm afraid that person will hear it!

The interior of the restaurant is dominated by Chinese style, creating an antique loft charm. There is no elevator, and all take the stairs.

When Di Jiaze said that, they happened to pass the second floor.

Approaching the wooden corridor, there was a burst of laughter in the hall with a string of beaded curtains hanging at the door.

"I seem to hear someone talking about my brother, and seems to look down on my brother."

This, this sound!

Xia Qinghan immediately raised her vigilance.

Hope she heard it wrong! Don't be that person!

Without such bad luck, I almost met my brother in the orphanage on the front foot, and my brother in the restaurant on the back foot.

However, with the light sound of the swinging bead curtain ding-dong ding-dong, the moment the curtain was completely lifted, a handsome face with evil charm and playfulness was revealed from the inside.

, Even the two thick eyebrows were gently raised, and the air was filled with the smell of restlessness and danger.

Song Yu!

It's him!

Xia Qinghan's eyes rolled uncontrollably, his eyes nowhere to be placed in the air.

So she took a step back and stood behind Di Jiaze.

Anyway, Di Jiaze is tall and sturdy. At first glance, he looks like a trainer who is well-dressed and undressed. He is more than enough to cover her figure.

"Mr. Song, you, have you finished your meal?" The manager sweated wildly on his forehead, nodded and bowed, "Do you need any other services? Would you like an attendant to help you drive the car to the door?"

"Who are you?" Di Jiaze's icy and peerless beauty has no expression at all, leaving outsiders only a bone-chilling indifference.

"I'm Song Yu, Song Ci's younger brother, didn't the emperor hear what he called me just now?"

Song Yu curled her lips and said, "I just ate in there, and I seem to hear the emperor scolding my brother. The emperor seems to be very angry with my brother?"