"Teacher, the consumption here is very expensive. Don't be so polite. Let's go to a small restaurant and have some casual food." Zhao Yi sat at the dining table, looking at the high-end decoration in the restaurant and the city view outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and said with a wry smile.

This is a high-end French restaurant located on a 30-story high building overlooking the scenery of Tianfu city. The city is prosperous, the buildings are numerous, the transportation is convenient, and the roads are connected. There are endless vehicles on the road below, and there are continuous mountains in the sky, winding and undulating.

"It's nothing, just treat it as a loss of money and eliminate disasters, and celebrate the trouble of the Shen family." Meng Xinlan smiled and said, "I originally planned to bring you here tonight. The night view here is more beautiful. The lights of thousands of houses are flashing, like the bright galaxy. Unfortunately, my sister and I are going back to our hometown to accompany my mother tonight, and it would be fine tomorrow night."

Zhao nodded and said, "There is still a chance in the future."

"Why do you still want to have an appointment with a teacher?" Meng Xinlan blinked, her eyes as water as water, and she was breathtaking.

"Well, I'll hire a teacher next time." Zhao Yi knew Meng Xinlan a little. She was meticulous and responsible at work, but she didn't have so many teachers' burdens in private. Instead, she was like a child who was still childish and a little weird.

"It's really expensive here. I'll tell the teacher how much your bodyguard earns a month."

Zhao Yi did not hide it and said, "One million."

"Damn" Meng Xinlan couldn't help but swear, looking at Zhao Yi with some disdain. This guy is still a student, but his monthly salary is dozens of times that of her. "Did the bodyguard make money like this? I would have gone to learn martial arts if I had known I would have gone to learn martial arts, so why would I miss it? I have been studying hard for more than 20 years, taking the postgraduate entrance examination and studying for a doctorate, but I ended up not earning your monthly salary for a year."

"The teacher is an engineer of the human soul. In the future, he will have many talents and great merits. It will be much more meaningful than earning such a small amount of money." Zhao Yi smiled and complimented, but he was a little surprised. Meng Xinlan was not old and was already a doctorate. This academic qualification was hard for him to match for the rest of his life. After all, strictly speaking, he had never even attended elementary school.

In fact, with Meng Xinlan's education, although her job may not be paid high, as long as she does some other research work or even has a name, she will probably earn a lot of money.

Meng Xinlan burst into laughter and said, "You are really good at flattering, so why don't you work harder and strive to keep your name in history in the future, so that I, as your teacher, can also benefit from it."

Zhao Yixiaoxiao: "There is probably no hope for this life to leave a name in history, don't be intimate for thousands of years."

"Two, can you order food now?" At this time, a beautiful foreign waiter came over, blonde, blue-eyed, tall, and said in pure French.

"Okay." Meng Xinlan also responded in French.

Zhao Yi said curiously: "Teacher Meng can also speak French, aren't you majoring in Chinese?"

"It's just some simple speaking words." Meng Xinlan handed him the menu and said, "Okay, let's see, you don't have to be polite if you want to eat."

Zhao Yi had read the menu a long time ago, and he only had a slight understanding of the strange names of dishes. Although he could speak French, he was far less proficient in English.

"I didn't think it was before, but now I think about it. I can actually have the language and writing of so many countries. It would be impossible to stay in Kunlun all the time. I guess he has been to all countries in the world." Zhao Yi couldn't help but think of his master, feeling that he had overlooked many things before, and he must ask clearly when meeting next time.

"Tell me what you want to eat. It doesn't matter if you can't understand the name of the dish. Just look at the pictures." Meng Xinlan saw that Zhao Yi was a little stunned and thought he couldn't understand French, so she said like that.

Zhao Yi handed the menu back to Meng Xinlan and said, "I have never eaten this French meal before. Teacher, please order it. I am not picky about food."

Meng Xinlan didn't force herself, so she told the waiter a few dishes.

"Teacher, I have some questions. This restaurant is open in China. How do you use foreign waiters and speak French directly? What if the customer doesn't say it?" Zhao Yi asked curiously when he saw the beautiful blond and blue-eyed waiter leaving gracefully.

Meng Xinlan shook her head and said, "I don't know much either. It seems that the convention has become. Perhaps rich people like this kind of tune and pretend."

"Haha, this lady, I don't like to listen to your words. This kind of high-end restaurant focuses on the original flavor and taste. If you don't care about it, it's no different from eating at a stall outside." At this time, a voice sounded next to it.

Zhao Yi looked up and saw that this was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a suit and ties, like a successful person, but the arrogance on his face was displeasing. At this moment, he was looking at Meng Xinlan with a bright look, scanning her body without any concealment, and very naked.

Meng Xinlan seemed to be accustomed to this kind of gaze. She looked at him coldly, but did not talk to him, but turned around and joked with Zhao Yi again.

The man was ignored so much, his face was obviously a little unhappy, and he showed a little anger in his eyes, but he held back, and instead sent an invitation: "This beautiful lady, can you allow me to invite you to lunch?"

"Are you blind? Didn't you see that I already have a companion?" Meng Xinlan looked at him coldly, and said in disgust.

What she hates the most is a man who can't take a step when he sees a beautiful woman and can play with women because of some bad money.

"Just because of him." The man seemed to have seen Zhao Yi just now, and looked him up and down and laughed, "Beautiful lady, this person is completely unmatched with you, beautiful and elegant. And he is young, I see that his whole body is not worth a hundred yuan in total. He is just a poor boy, and he can't even speak French. He is also embarrassed to come to such a place. Don't be deceived by his sweet words. At that time, people and wealth will be gone. If you are lonely, you can find me. I am willing to comfort you."

"I just like a man like him. Who are you self-righteous?" Meng Xinlan saw that he became more and more ugly as he spoke, and her face became more and more cold, and she interrupted her mouth without giving him any face.

The man was obviously angry at these words, his face twisted, and he reached out and pressed his hand to Meng Xinlan's shoulder, but when he reached out, he was held by Zhao Yi.

"Sir, please respect yourself"

"Let go" the man struggled for a few times, but did not break free. He felt that this young man with a loser looked surprisingly strong, which made his wrist ache.

Zhao Yi looked at him with a smile, then shook his hand slightly, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but fall backwards, then sat down to the ground and fell to the sky with his feet.

This chapter ends

ps: Book friends, I am nine hundred births and deaths. I recommend a free novel app that supports novel downloads, listening to books, zero advertising, and multiple reading modes. Please follow the WeChat official account: dazhuzaiyuedu() Book friends, please follow it!
Chapter completed!