Super Golden Eye

Faang Yang looked down and saw steak, lobsters, and so on. They were all ingredients. This was the first time he had seen such a weird way of ordering food. He couldn't think straight about it.    

    

Xu Meng sat beside him and said softly, "Choose the ingredients you don't like and the chef will prepare a set meal for you.    

    

The food here is very fresh and it is very good to ensure that the customers have different dining needs."    

    

Faang Yang suddenly realized and just looked at it. It seemed that there was nothing he didn't want to eat, so he directly handed it to the waiter.    

    

After the three of them ordered their food, Faang Yang sighed and said, "This is indeed a good idea. Why is there no one in our country who can use it as a reference?"    

    

Faang Miaomiao broke the mystery with one sentence, "First of all, you must ensure that the ingredients are absolutely fresh. There is a perfect food supply and rotation system here to ensure that the consumption will be reduced to the minimum.    

    

Without years of professional management and accumulation, it is impossible to do so. Therefore, even if you think about it, you might not be able to do it."    

    

Soon, the first dish was lemon gel gel, caviar and fresh cream, followed by the Emperor's Fish Thorn with green chili, green asparagus with amniotic fungus, deep sea scallops with vanilla cream, fried lamb chops with mushroom sauce.    

    

The last dish was fried goose liver, black olives, lychee and cream bread, broccoli and Pecorino cheese, magma chocolate cake, and lemon tower, opening a bottle of royal firecrackers. The last dish was fried goose liver, black olives, lychee and cream bread, broccoli and Pecorino cheese, magma chocolate cake, and lemon tower.    

    

Faang Yang looked at the plate in front of him and said, "I suddenly miss the big meat buns that cost a dollar at the Tianjin Pier..."    

    

Xu Meng had just drank a mouthful of red wine and was so amused by Faang Yang that she almost spat it out. She quickly took out a napkin and covered her mouth as she coughed for a while.    

    

"Ahem, do you want to spoil the scenery? I really should let you eat meat buns for the rest of your life!"    

    

Faang Yang innocently spread his hands. "I'm just saying what I really think..."    

    

Faang Miaomiao raised her glass. "You two should talk less. It is rare to be able to meet in a foreign country. Come, cheers!"    

    

"Cheers!" The three of them raised their glasses and drank all the red wine in their glasses.    

    

Needless to say, although there was not much food on the plates, the taste and environment were definitely first-rate.    

    

Just as they ate halfway, they heard someone greet Xu Meng, "Mengmeng, you also came to eat."    

    

Xu Meng lifted her head and saw Soong Mengting walking over side by side with a western beauty with blonde hair and blue eyes, "Mengting? When did you come back?"    

    

"Today is Ella's coming of age ceremony. I am her best friend so of course I have to come back to celebrate."    

    

As she spoke, Soong Mengting saw Faang Yang sitting opposite Xu Meng. She was also stunned for a moment." Faang Yang?! Why are you here?"    

    

"I can only say that this world is really too small." Faang Yang shook his head and swallowed the caviar in his mouth. "Do you believe me if I say that I am here to discuss business and attract investors?"    

    

"I believe you. As long as you say it, I will believe you." Soong Mengting pulled her friend to the side and sat down. She introduced to Faang Yang, "This is my best friend, Ella Blogg."    

    

Faang Yang nodded politely and said, "Hello, nice to meet you."    

    

Ella was tall and slender, and her figure was even more explosive than Xu Meng's. She was wearing a well-cut blue long dress. Her long hair was tied up high. She wore a ruby necklace on her snow white neck.    

    

Ella sat elegantly at the dining table and looked at Faang Yang with her big bright eyes. "You are the Faang Yang Mengting has been fascinated with recently? She has a very high opinion of you."    

    

Faang Yang smiled and said, "I just did what I should have done. There is nothing special about it."    

    

Ella raised her eyebrows. "It seems that you are very confident. But in front of a lady, shouldn't you be more modest? "    

    

Faang Yang replied, "I don't feel that I am being rude. If I am not confident, how can I succeed?"    

    

Faang Miaomiao sat beside Faang Yang and said softly, "Ella's father is Mark and Blogg. The current Mayor of NY. "    

    

"Oh? The so-called most powerful billionaire?" Faang Yang was a little surprised. He did not expect Ella to have such a background.    

    

Ella sat across from them. Although she did not hear what they were saying, she could guess that it had something to do with her. She was a little unhappy. "As a gentleman, it is impolite to talk about others behind their backs."    

    

"No, no, no. I just want to know more about Miss Ella." After Faang Yang finished speaking, he did not want to get entangled with her. He turned to Soong Mengting.    

    

"You have such a friend. I believe she can give you more help than me, right? Is there a need to give up everything? "    

    

Soong Mengting sighed, "Ella has already helped me a lot. If it was not for her, I am afraid I would not even have the chance now.    

    

But now Song Shi is preparing to shift her focus to the country. No matter how thoughtful she is, she does not have any good ideas."    

    

Ella obviously didn't have a good impression of Faang Yang. After all, Faang Yang was only wearing a checkered shirt. Compared to those well-dressed elites, there was still a gap.    

    

Although Faang Yang's figure wasn't bad, it wouldn't be enough for the West World. His muscular body could be seen from the outside.    

    

Ella raised her hand and looked at the time, "Mengting, let's order something to eat first. We still have to go and make a spa later. Otherwise, it will be too late."    

    

Soong Mengting also saw that Ella did not seem to be on good terms with Faang Yang and said apologetically, "Then you guys eat first. We will talk later."    

    

Faang Yang also did not say anything, "Okay, we will be leaving in a while."    

    

Ella and Soong Mengting were just about to get up and leave when they heard a flowing voice, "Oh, my dear Princess Ella. I did not expect to meet here. Could it be that this is a gift from God?"    

    

Faang Yang glanced around and saw a young man in his mid-twenties, wearing a white suit and a pink tie, walking over with a few bodyguards.    

    

Although he was dissatisfied in his heart, after all, the person who called his name was Ella. He didn't need to bring it upon himself and just lowered his head to compete with the Emperor Fish Thorn in front of him.    

    

Speaking of this delicacy, the taste was still very delicious. Helpless, to Faang Yang, who was used to the craziness of Chinese food, he had always thought that cooking cooked food was more reassuring.    

    

Ella originally wanted to get up, but when she saw the person who came, she sat down and did not move. "Ritch, I am eating with my friends. Please don't keep pestering me, okay?"    

    

Ritch glanced at him willfully and said arrogantly, "Oh, my princess. Your friends do not seem to be worthy of your identity. Maybe you should have dinner with your prince."    

    

Ella's face was completely pulled down. "Ritch! I said it very clearly! You are not my prince, and I am also not your princess!    

    

Perhaps you are excellent and successful, but you are not my type! So, please stop harassing me!"    

    

" I'm not your type? Then what type do you like? As far as I know, you've never attended a gathering of the opposite sex. "    

    

Li Qi's gaze paused and landed on Faang Yang." Don't tell me you like buns from the countryside? Oh my god, this is terrible! "    

    

Out of instinct, Faang Yang instinctively realized that he was afraid of being shot again. Sure enough, Ella nodded.    

    

"You are right. I like this kind of bumpkin. This is my right. You have no right to interfere! Can we leave now? "