Chapter 230

Jinmoli restaurant in the center of Nancheng is the purest Italian restaurant. Not only are the features authentic, but all the staff and chefs are genuine Italians. It's a restaurant for Italians in China.

The grade here is quite high, and not everyone can come here. Either you are a member here, or you can speak Italian fluently and integrate into their pursuit of elegant music and art. Otherwise, no matter how rich you are, you can't get in. This is the tone of Italians.

BMW stopped at the door of jinmoli restaurant, and a waiter took the key to park the car.

Liu Yunting took Yin Ziyu's arm and came to the door. She was a little nervous, but seeing Yin Ziyu calm down, she walked with him.

Entering the door, a courteous Italian waiter came up and gave a standard European etiquette. Then he asked in poor Chinese, "does Mr. have any members?"

Liu Yunting understands the meaning of the waiter. If there is no membership card, I'm sorry. I won't let you in if there is a seat. It's all for the reserved members.

Yin Ziyu calmly smile, open mouth is fluent Italian: "no membership card, but please help me and this beautiful lady to find a place."

Liu Yunting's eyes widened in surprise. Unexpectedly, Yin Ziyu could speak Italian.

The waiter's attitude immediately became cordial, switched to Italian, reached out his hand warmly and said, "two, please follow me."

Sitting down on the south side of the hall on the first floor, they ordered a meal and waited for the meal to be served. Liu Yunting looked at Yin Ziyu with admiration and said, "brother Yin, you are so good that you can speak Italian."

"A little bit." Yin Ziyu smiles, "Italians adore their mother tongue very much and think it is the most beautiful language in the world. So if you communicate with them in Italian, you will get a warm response. "

Liu Yunting covered her mouth and laughed: "you said you were washing dishes in the United States. How can you speak Italian again?"

"Er... The restaurant owner who washes dishes is Italian. He has learned a few sentences." The fish touched its nose.

Liu Yunting knows that Yin Ziyu is covering up, but she doesn't want to investigate. She laughs and talks about other topics with him.

There are three floors in the restaurant, the middle is hollow, round, and there is no roof in the center. The view is quite wide and the shape is unique. In the middle of the hall on the first floor is a small band playing famous Italian music.

Italy is the land of music, and this kind of tune is also the favorite of Italians.

Coincidentally, on the second floor of jinmoli restaurant, among the elegant seats separated by various chic shapes, one pair happens to be Song Yi and Luo Yidao. Although both of them can't speak Italian, it's no problem to get a membership card with Luo's identity.

Of course, if Yin Ziyu knew that these two people were there, he would not choose here. It was because of their date that they were depressed. Ghosts didn't bother to look angry.

It's not easy for the people below to see the top, but it's easy for the people above to see the bottom. The main reason is that the guests on the third floor can enjoy the music and opera in the hall on the first floor, and the vision is very clear.

Song Yi didn't see Yin Ziyu for the time being. After all, after taking off her security clothes, she became a dog like man. It's really hard to notice.

In fact, there are not many special Italian dishes. Liu Yunting's understanding of Italy is limited to noodles. She is a little surprised at the variety of dishes.

Yin Ziyu said with a smile: "in fact, Italian food is the ancestor of European food. It pays special attention to the fire and dining etiquette. We have lowered a lot of requirements here. "

"You know a lot, brother Yin." Liu Yunting's eyes are full of admiration.

After eating for a long time, Yin Ziyu called the waiter when the central band stopped playing in the hall. He muttered a lot in Italian. The waiter looked at the band and nodded.

Because it's Italian, Liu Yunting can't understand it, but she sees that the waiter quickly runs to the band and says something. Then Yin Ziyu smiles, grabs his pocket, smiles at Liu Yunting and walks towards the band.

Song Yi upstairs showed a puzzled expression. Her back was very similar to someone, but her posture was completely different. She couldn't help looking more.

Yin Ziyu came to the front of the piano, politely invited the original female player up, politely took the other side's back of the hand to kiss, said a few words of Italian.

The female player covered her mouth with a smile, bent her eyes and gave him a place.

Sitting in front of the piano, Yin Ziyu reaches for the microphone from the waiter, taps it, coughs, points to Liu Yunting and says in Italian, "Dear gentlemen and ladies, a friend of mine never knows his birthday because of some unexpected reasons. This is the first time to celebrate his birthday for so many years...""Well..." the Italians around immediately issued a voice of sympathy and looked at Liu Yunting with sympathy.

Liu Yunting is eating an Italian naphtha omelet. When she finds this scene, she is stunned. She doesn't know why everyone is looking at her.

It's this guy! Luo Yi and Song Yi on the second floor almost fell out of their eyes in surprise. They rubbed their eyes and couldn't believe what they saw.

In particular, Song Yi, the elegant and polite man below is too far away from the slouching and slovenly second force in her mind. They took a closer look. Although they were speaking Italian, they finally decided that the guy was Yin Ziyu. That's right!

Luo Yidao didn't know Italian, but seeing that Yin Ziyu had such a strong resonance, he quickly reached out to call the waiter and asked, "what's the man talking about below?"

Italians adore men with good manners most. The waiter immediately translated the words with respect to you.

At this time, Yin Ziyu said through the microphone: "in order to give her a romantic and unforgettable birthday, I decided to send her a song. Next... "Yin Ziyu stood up from his seat, saluted Liu Yunting from a distance, and said in Italian," Giovanni's famous song just for you, happy birthday to Miss Liu Yunting! "

The four words "Happy Birthday" are in the most popular English. With the name designation, Liu Yunting immediately pursed her lower lip with tears in her eyes.

And the guests on the first or third floor who attracted attention were also infected. They raised their glasses to Liu Yunting one after another, smiling and shouting, "Happy Birthday!"

Liu Yunting stood up from her seat with tears streaming down her face. She held her glass and bowed to everyone. The tears wet her face. Although she even had some make-up, her face was full of happiness and moving smile