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The waiter was indeed surprised by Ji Su's attitude today, but it was not because Ji Su was not as gentle as before, but...

In the past, when Ji Su came here to eat, he always had a straight face and an expressionless face. He would never speak if he could. How much can you say, let alone laugh! Still smiling so brightly! And he never brings anyone to dinner, but he does have dinner with others, but the people who invite him to dinner are always groveling and trying their best to say good things to him.

But no matter how interesting those people said, Ji Su still acted as he should. Even a wooden person sitting there had more emotions than him.

And now... not only will he take the initiative to bring people over for dinner, but he will also laugh? He still smiles so tenderly... and can he still have extra tenderness for them?

It's not that Ji Su was picky about their service before, he wasn't picky, he just ignored it completely.

But when he suddenly saw Mr. Ji like this, he still felt a little strange.

What's strange?

Thinking about this, the waiter thought of another thing: Why is Mr. Ji dressed so fresh and simple this time? Where is his artist's pride? What about lip and tongue studs?

The waiter secretly looked at the two boys, then looked away.

The guest's matter has nothing to do with him as a little waiter. Maybe it's just that Mr. Ji was so gentle today because he was in a good mood. The waiter lowered his eyes and waited for Ji Su's answer.

He knew that the person who decided the position was Mr. Ji - after all, waiter is also a position that requires a lot of attention. Among the two guests, Mr. Ji was certainly the one in the dominant position.

However... he heard Mr. Ji, who was usually cold and emotionless, turn to ask the boy who was following him and was about the same age as him:

"Do you want to go to my previous seat, or do you want to choose one? The seat I sat in before is in the upper right corner. It is quieter and has a good view."

The waiter felt like he couldn't close his mouth - how could he feel... Why was Mr. Ji, who was remembered by them as cold, gloomy and wealthy, so gentle to this man? And is there something wrong with his eyes?

Why did he feel that Mr. Ji smiled brighter when he faced the boy, and spoke more gently, and his smile was not forced at all.

He lowered his head, and then heard the boy reply: "Then go to where brother was before." The boy's voice was nice, but at this moment his attention was entirely focused on what the boy said.

No wonder!

The waiter suddenly realized: No wonder Mr. Ji is so gentle to this boy. It's because his brother is so good-looking and has such a nice voice, he must be gentle.

But Mr. Ji often came to their restaurant to eat before he came. Now he has been here for two years, and he has never seen Mr. Ji bring his brother to eat before... No matter what, he can't guess these things anyway. of.

He brought the two men into position.

Lu Dishu was brought to Ji Su's fixed seat by the waiter. Only then did he notice that Ji Su was really rich and enjoyed himself a lot.

This location is a private room, but because this store is built in a Chinese-style garden, a large window is opened on the right side of the private room. Through the carved wooden window, you can see the outside scenery. If it is a rainy day, it should have a special meaning. .

Lu Dishu thought as he tapped his fingers on the tabletop made of unknown wood. He was about to take the initiative to talk to the boss when he saw the boss hand over the tablet——

After all, it is decorated in a Chinese garden. It would be too abrupt if a QR code suddenly appeared for ordering, so this store still uses manual ordering.

Lu Dishu put his finger on the menu and looked up at Ji Su.

As he looked at her, Ji Su's eyelashes trembled, and she replied with a smile: "Take a look at which dishes are more suitable for you. It's my first time to eat with you. There are a lot of things I don't know."

Lu Dishu thought it was a bit strange for him to say this, but Ji Su looked at him with a gentle smile and honestly looked like a good brother.

So Lu Dishu couldn't think so much anymore. He took the menu and started looking at the dishes, and then he realized - Oh my God, poverty really limited his imagination.

What kind of stew costs close to 2000, with ginseng added? Okay, it does add ginseng. Lu Dishu's eyes glanced at the dishes, and he reluctantly chose two dishes that were not that expensive and that he still liked. He selected the dishes and handed the menu to Ji Su.

Ji Su glanced at the dishes Lu Dishu ordered, one tofu skin and one steamed sea bass, the price was very cheap.

He held up his face and looked at the street dictionary: "Do you like these vegetable dictionaries? Don't save money for me. I have a card in this store. The more you spend, the greater the discount."

I have to say that his words effectively dispelled Lu Dishu's worry that he would order too much. Lu Dishu quickly smiled and said, "I like it~" He looked at Ji Su and said obediently. :

"Then thank you brother for inviting me to dinner. I will treat him to dinner next time~ But let's make a deal first~ The restaurant I invite to should not be so high-end~"

What an unexpected surprise! He even invited me to dinner. Ji Su's attention is not at all on "The restaurant I'm treating to shouldn't be so high-end". His attention is all on "I'll treat my brother to dinner next time too"~

The joy in Ji Su's heart could hardly be concealed, and he said: "Okay, then I'll wait~" It doesn't matter if you treat me to a meal or a roadside stall.

He leaned over and marked out a few more dishes, then handed the tablet to the waiter.

The time of waiting for the food was a bit boring. The boss was here, and it was hard to just take out the phone and start playing with the dictionary without paying attention to the boss. After all, he didn't look at it. The boss wasn't even playing with the phone and was looking at him.

Lu Dishu didn't have as much concentration as his boss. He looked around and found the incense placed by the window sill. Lu Dishu's eyesight was not bad. He saw the logo on the incense bottle and went with Ji Su. The store where I buy incense has the same logo.

rich. Lu Dishu thought to himself: This bottle of incense is probably worth tens of thousands of yuan.

Lu Dishu was thinking about these things to himself, but to his surprise, Ji Su seemed to have been observing him, otherwise it would not have been possible for him to take the initiative to explain after he looked at the bottle for a little longer:

"This box is almost my exclusive box, so I put some incense in it."

"Oh~" Lu Dishu replied. That's right. Who is the owner of a restaurant so generous that he puts tens of thousands of dollars worth of incense in the private room?

But his boss was really rich. Lu Dishu couldn't help but look at "Mr. Ji". He looked very young. Do painters make a lot of money?

Lu Dishu's eyes lightly glanced at "brother". He knew that his eyes were not hidden, but his eyes did not seem to arouse the boss's dissatisfaction. The specific manifestation was that when he looked over, the boss subconsciously relaxed his body, his face Kamiya couldn't help but put on a gentle smile.

Hmm... Lu Dishu's fingers holding his head unconsciously rubbed his chin. Looking at such a boss, he came to the conclusion: he is younger.

Lu Dishu looked at Ji Su's hands resting on the dark table - because of the strong contrast, those hands looked whiter, slender and more beautiful.

Very consistent with the artist's identity.

Lu Dishu raised his eyes and asked Ji Su: "Brother, how old are you?" He felt that Ji Su was not old and should not have age anxiety, so he should not be angry about his question.

Afraid that Ji Su would think that he was thinking about something else, Lu Dishu took the initiative to introduce: "I am 22 years old." When he said this, he also checked Ji Su's Wiki.

He looks very naughty, which really matches his temperament.

But this wiki came so unexpectedly that Ji Su was stunned for a moment without any precautions. It took him a while to recover - he knew very well that the moment he was stunned just now was too obvious, so he answered in a low voice. He looked at the table, played some tricks, pretended to be calm, and said:

"Now 27."