Fancy Manual for Teasing the Male God

"Why, enter your restaurant for dinner, do you have to check your identity?!" Meng Anran was angry, and seeing that the restaurant manager stood up at this time, naturally he started to mock him directly.

In response to this situation, the restaurant manager has rich experience: "I'm sorry to give you a bad dining experience. Our restaurant is a membership-based reservation restaurant. Please show me our membership card and all the expenses for your meal. , We all give you a 10% discount."

membership?

Meng Anran's face changed all of a sudden, and the expression in his eyes also showed an anger that seemed to be offended.

Qin Wansha, who was standing with her back against the corner wall and secretly watching the situation at the entrance of the restaurant, had eyes full of joy.

Not far from her, the waiter who was originally responsible for guiding her to the cubicle reserved by Shang Qingkun was full of curiosity, but he concealed his expression well.

But for this little curiosity of her, Qin Wansha naturally did not miss the past, and smiled at the waiter. Qin Wansha stretched out her finger and gently placed it on her lips, making a hint of'hush', and the waiter nodded in response. Next, Qin Wansha smiled sweeter.

However, just as Qin Wansha continued to turn her head back to see Meng Anran's situation in front of her again, steady footsteps could be heard in the compartment behind her.

Qin Wansha did not look back, but after seeing the person walking out, the waiter immediately bowed his head respectfully and stood aside, trying to minimize his sense of existence.

In front of the restaurant, Meng Anran was still holding up his head, refusing to admit defeat and said in general: "Isn't it a membership card? Can't I get one on the spot? How much, you say!"

After turning the corner, Qin Wansha slowly pressed a warm body behind her. At the same time, a pair of arms stretched out from both sides behind Qin Wansha, holding Qin Wansha tightly in her arms: "Does she look good with me?"

As soon as the people behind him uttered a voice, even if it was a voice that had never been heard before, Qin Wansha knew who the person was.

She patted her arm gently, Qin Wansha turned her head and smiled at the sight of the man behind her: "Of course not—the first time I met, I'm sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Shang."

Under Qin Wansha's deliberately emphasized tone, Shang Qingkun raised an eyebrow slightly, but still had to obey his wife's orders and let go.

"Hello, Miss Meng, I am Shang Qingkun." Shang Qingkun said.

The secretary Zhuang and the waiter behind the two were shocked and wondered what to say—is the boss of his family/the legendary Mr. Shang actually such a strong and direct character when he pursued girls? ! You won’t be able to catch up with your wife like this

But fortunately, Qin Wansha kept smiling and did not show offensive expressions, and finally let Secretary Zhuang, the broken hearted mother, breathe a sigh of relief.

But then, the sound at the gate once again attracted the attention of everyone here.

Just listen to Meng Anran's sharp voice suddenly sounded: "What?! A membership card costs 8W?!"

Qin Wansha turned her head immediately, the smile on her lips became more sly, of course, she did not forget to give Shang Qingkun behind her an encouraging and admiring look.

Of course Shang Qingkun understood what Qin Wansha's eyes meant. So, Shang Qingkun, who deliberately used to relieve her anger for her daughter-in-law and secretly made such a small means of remediation, was at the corner of her lips, from an angle that the waiter could not see. Also slowly raised a touch of arc.

Secretary Zhuang, who is not far behind, is almost doubting life. His boss, who hasn't changed his color for ten thousand years, smiles? ! Laughed? ! !

#我疑自己可以羞了# Secretary Zhuang thought so in his heart.

At this time, Qin Wansha's attention fell on Meng Anran's body.

Meng Anran still unbelievably talked to the restaurant manager aloud. The restaurant manager still has a good temper, but said: "I'm really sorry, lady, our restaurant is positioned like this. If you really appreciate our restaurant chefs Long craftsmanship, and unable to accept our membership system, we can also recommend you to eat in other restaurants under our company."

Meng Anran couldn't hear what the restaurant manager was saying, her face immediately became ashamed and angry, and her entire face turned red.

At this time, if he left, then Meng Anran not only ran for nothing, but also completely lost face!

Meng Anran, who said that he refused to let go, immediately pulled out his credit card from his bag, and at the same time took a picture of the restaurant manager with anger: "Who said I won't accept it! Isn't it 8W? Ah, do you want me to teach you by swiping the card!"

Seeing this, Shang Qingkun also beckoned to the waiter who had been standing behind them.

The waiter who was responsible for guiding Qin Wansha immediately stepped forward, flattered, and then listened to Shang Qingkun's words.

The next moment, the waiter walked out from behind the corner and used a headset to express some Shang Qingkun's instructions to the restaurant manager.

All staff in this restaurant are equipped with this in-ear headset to keep communication unblocked at any time, and due to the high design cost, correspondingly, the privacy requirement of this headset is also very high. At least, that Meng Anran didn't hear a word of what the waiter said through the headset.

After hearing Shang Qingkun's instructions, the restaurant manager did not stop at all. On the contrary, his attitude towards Meng Anran became more diligent.

Finally felt that Meng Anran, who had found face, was very helpful to this, but she did not forget that her real important thing today was to find the ‘evidence’ that Qin Wansha was dating an old man.

Ever since, while listening to the restaurant manager's unobtrusive praise, Meng Anran urged the restaurant manager to quickly help her finish the membership card.

"Please don't worry, Miss Meng, fill in the corresponding content when the card is opened, you can enjoy better service later, may I ask Miss Meng's birthday?" The restaurant manager is still trying to delay the time.

It was a pain for Meng Anran to brush off the 8W yuan all at once. Therefore, as soon as he heard the restaurant manager’s words, Meng Anran immediately filled out the information in cooperation, and while filling in, Meng Anran kept muttering "It's best that your meals are worth the membership fee of 8W, otherwise...I grew up abroad, not like the fake local tyrants in China."

The restaurant manager was not upset about this, and said with a smile, "It will definitely satisfy you."

After finally waiting for more than ten minutes, the membership card was completed, and Meng Anran immediately took the card and walked directly in.

This time, no waiter stopped her from entering the arena, but just as she wanted to follow Qin Wansha's pace towards the corner, the restaurant manager stopped her again: "Excuse me, Miss Meng, your membership card It can only be consumed in the lobby, where only high-end cardholders with a membership level of 20W or above can enter."