Chapter 125

In the evening, Ye Feng receives an unexpected call.

Yan Meifang is going to invite him to dinner.

Ye Feng pondered for a while, thinking of the phone calls he made in the afternoon, then he understood Yan Meifang's purpose.

After getting up from the sofa and simply washing, Ye Feng changed his formal dress, went downstairs, glanced back and forth between his lotus flower and Lu Kuan's Benz, and finally drove away.

Milan chef.

A western restaurant full of petty bourgeois sentiment is the place where Yan Meifang treats.

Ye Feng stops the car, arranges his collar and walks in.

The waiter came up and said, "Sir, do you have a reservation?"

Ye Feng swept around the hall, pointed to Yan Meifang not far away, nodded and said, "my friend is here."

With that, Ye Feng goes straight to Yan Meifang's seat, regardless of whether the waiter keeps up.

Yan Meifang was drinking coffee with a cup. When she saw Ye Feng, she nodded and said with a smile, "come on, sit down."

Ye Feng sat down in front of her, and then pondered: "I see teacher Yan's childhood is very moist, not like a monthly salary of 3500."

Yan Meifang white, he didn't say a word, continue to drink his coffee, Ye Feng also don't think disobedient, to the side of the waiter waved.

"What would you like, sir?"

Ye Feng glanced at the table, didn't see the menu, said: "just a few specialty dishes, and then a bottle of beer."

The waiter was a little dazed.

Yan Meifang could not continue to be calm. She looked up and said, "this is not a place to drink beer..."

Ye Feng laughed and said, "excuse me, I'm a bumpkin. I haven't seen the world. I don't know what else to drink except beer."

Yan Meifang shook her head, turned to the waiter and said, "give him a bottle of Benfu 407. I want a mixed vegetable salad. You can watch the rest."

The waiter was relieved, quickly nodded and turned to leave.

Ye Feng curls his mouth, thinking that this kind of place is nondescript. Is it OK to pretend to be a high-end restaurant? Who doesn't know that a good bottle of craft beer is an appetizer before a meal. This restaurant is very good. After learning a little, it thinks that it can't serve the western table.

Also Ben Fu 407... Thanks to Yan Meifang's ability to express the feeling of "factory wine" as tall and tall.

But in such a place, Yan Meifang, a young woman of literature and art, can be cheated. Who will come here if she really understands life?

Yan Meifang didn't know Ye Feng's complaint. She took a look at Ye Feng and asked him, "how can you dress so formally?"

Ye Feng felt that the restaurant was a little stuffy. He unbuttoned a shirt and said with a smile: "you told me that when I was eating in Milan, I thought it was a high-grade western restaurant, so I dressed decently. Who would have thought of a restaurant like this, without even beer. "

Yan Meifang's face turned black, lowered her voice and said, "what's wrong with this place? Who do you see eating western food and drinking beer

Ye Feng glanced at her and shrugged: "it seems that Mr. Yan has to go to a serious western restaurant several times. If you want to say that you can't drink beer when you eat Western food, the workers of their distillery will go to the street to protest."

The more she said, the blacker Yan Meifang's face became. Ye Feng didn't want to keep pestering on this issue. After all, he didn't come to show his superiority, and he had no obligation to teach anyone about the taste of life.

He looked at Yan Meifang and asked, "what's the relationship between Zhou Yue and you?"

Yan Meifang also forgot about the beer. She thought about it and said, "you should be my cousin. Zhou Yue is my cousin's daughter."

There is an old saying in the rural area of China, that is, a "watch" is three thousand li. It says that as long as the word "watch" is used in relatives, the relationship will be far away. Moreover, Zhou Yue is Yan Meifang's cousin's daughter, and the relationship is basically equal to eight strokes. No wonder Yan Meifang has to think about it for a while before she says it.

Ye Feng didn't care about their relatives, and continued to ask, "what are you looking for me for? Is it a commercial show that needs more money? Or do you want me to ask Zhou Yue back to be my ancestor? "

Yan Meifang frowned slightly. Ye Feng's words didn't sound like good words, but she was the one who asked for help, so she had to put down her anger and explained: "the money increase was instigated by Zhou Yue's agent. Zhou Yue didn't know it before, but later she knew it and could only acquiesce."

"No explanation, no need." Ye Feng said with a smile: "if you don't invite her, it's a big deal. In this world, there is no shortage of anything, but there is no shortage of people. Without butcher Zhang, do you have to eat pig with hair?"

Yan Meifang has a black face. Look, what's the metaphor?

Zhou Yue is a little star no matter how bad he is. How can he compare with the butcher?

Yan Meifang was afraid that she would be angry if she talked with Ye Feng again. She said directly, "Zhou Yue can go to the commercial performance tomorrow..."

before she finished, Ye Feng interrupted with a wave: "no, people's voice is worth a lot of money. I can't afford it. Besides, didn't she have a sore throat? If I force others to come on stage, won't I become a villain? Well, you can tell her that the deposit for the performance will be returned to me, and the cost of food and accommodation for these two days will be my treat. Let's call it a day. "Yan Meifang really couldn't hide her anger. She asked aloud, "what do you mean, Ye Feng?"

Ye Feng said innocently: "don't, who did I provoke? The person I pay to invite is too big to perform the contract. I don't even want the penalty. Is that enough to save face? Why am I a bad man now? "

This is Ye Feng's idea, but in Yan Meifang's ears, it becomes unreasonable.

Zhou Yue has already promised to be on the stage. What else are you dissatisfied with?

Take a deep breath, Yan Meifang said again: "Mr. Ye, what do you want?"

Ye Feng ignored her. At this time, the waiter began to serve. Ye Feng picked up his knife and fork and ate directly.

Yan Meifang did not continue to ask, just staring at Ye Feng to eat.

Until Ye Feng drank two glasses of red wine and finished a steak, Yan Meifang asked again, "Mr. Ye, what do you want to do?"

Ye Feng lifted his napkin to wipe his mouth, frowned and said, "what do I want to do? I just called the dean of your school of economics and management and told him that Zhou Yue asked to postpone the singing competition. "

"You think, I'm a sponsor. I spent the money on Zhou Yue. I'm reasonable. If this happens, I should say hello to your school, right?"

"If you think about it again, I'm also responsible for the postponement of the competition due to the situation of the person I invited. So in order to make the competition go on as usual, I told your dean that I'm willing to increase the money and change the judges."

Bang!

As soon as Ye Feng's voice fell, Yan Meifang hit the table.

"This is Zhou Yue She said with an angry face.

Zhou Yue and Xu Ya two goods do not understand, she Yan Meifang can not understand?

Now the director of the Cultural Department of Nanjiang Province used to be the vice president of Guangcheng University!

The dean of the school of economics and management and the director of the Department of culture used to be old colleagues. They had a deep personal relationship. If Ye Feng did this, it would be hard for Zhou Yue to survive!