The president is dying every day

Walking out of the CDC and looking at the scorching sun above his head, Ren Chuan sincerely felt that it is good to be alive. For more than 20 years, he has never experienced such a profound experience of life and death.

"Okay." Jiang Huan looked at him amusedly, then stretched out his hand to touch his head, "I haven't held back those tears yet."

"Fuck." Ren Chuan was still holding on to the corner of his clothes, "This won't work, I have to celebrate with dinner, Finney's restaurant, I can get a good seat..."

He was interrupted by Jiang Huan before he finished speaking, "Fenney Western Restaurant? How expensive is that one."

"It's so expensive, I can afford it!" Ren Chuan thought to fuck the delivery guy, "I'm rich!"

Jiang Huan looked at him almost in horror, "You..."

"...Sell your kidney?"

Ren Chuan looked at him speechlessly, "Can you expect me to order?"

Jiang Huan's gaze became even more frightening, "You..."

"...Have you sold yourself?"

Ren Chuan: "...Yes, 500 million in the sea."

The expression on Jiang Huan's face was as if the sky was falling, he wished he could go to the bank to withdraw money now, use the banknotes to wake up this ignorant Ren Chuan, and sell himself for 500 million?

His face was blushing, he pointed at Ren Chuan and couldn't say a word, "You..."

"I'm lying to you." Ren Chuan was really convinced, and put on the persona of the delivery guy again, "Who can think of me as a delivery guy."

He took Jiang Huan to take a taxi, "Let's go, eat Western food."

Jiang Huan finally had an outlet for the emotions that rushed to the top of his head, and he was struggling, "I don't want to eat!"

"I have a free coupon!" Ren Chuan had to yell, "All you can eat steak is nine yuan!"

Jiang Huan looked at him, as if thinking about it.

"You can't lose money if you buy it for nine yuan, and you can't be fooled if you buy it." Ren Chuan pushed him to take a taxi, "I haven't eaten Western food yet..."

The last sentence made Jiang Huan loose. He got in a taxi and secretly sent a message to the manager of Finney's restaurant, asking him to reserve two vacant seats with a great view.

Ren Chuan is also sending a message to the manager of Finney's restaurant, asking him to prepare a steak for [-] yuan, and reserve a seat for two by the way.

This made the manager have a difficult time. The steak at [-] yuan was okay, but there was only one double seat left.

He sent messages to the two masters one by one, sorry, there is only one double seat left, but someone ordered it.

Ren Chuan groaned, and if he dared to snatch it from the young master, he would throw [-] without even looking at it.

Jiang Huan, who was next to him, was angry when he saw the news, and someone was vying for his seat. He tapped the screen twice, and 15 passed.

The two competed and spent money like crazy, the manager watched the amount on both sides rising steadily, feeling a little hypoxic and suffocated.

The amount has reached a terrible amount, Ren Chuan refused to admit defeat, and wanted to have this meal with Jiang Huan.

Jiang Huan didn't give up either. Ren Chuan had never eaten Western food, so he had to take him to have a good meal.

The manager really had no choice but to offend the two masters, so he temporarily added an extra table on the terrace and sent the table number to the two.

When they arrived at the Finney's restaurant, the doorman at the door recognized the two, and was about to call for someone, when the two CEOs rushed past with a whoosh as if they had been stepped on their tails, without touching their bodies.

Jiang Huan gave Ren Chuan a strange look, "What are you in a hurry for?"

Could Ren Chuan say that he was afraid of being recognized? He was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, looking up and down the restaurant, showing envious eyes, "I have never been in such a high-end restaurant, and I want to take a second look."

He asked Jiang Huan, "Then why are you running?"

"I..." Jiang Huan was almost at a loss for words, looking at the sky and the earth but not at Ren Chuan, "I'm hungry and I'm in a hurry to eat."

The tables in the Fennessy restaurant were all numbered, and the old customers knew where they were. The two of them went straight to the terrace, one to the left and the other to the right, and sat on two adjacent tables.

Jiang Huan and Ren Chuan looked at each other, almost saying in unison, "Why are you going there!"

Ren Chuan was anxious, "Come here!"

Jiang Huan quit, "Come here!"

Ren Chuan was anxious, "The scenery here is beautiful."

Jiang Huan refused to move his nest, "Fengshui is good here."

They stared at each other, their eyes met, there was a flame burning, and the posture seemed to be fighting, so that the waiter didn't dare to step forward, trembling while holding the menu.

In the end, Jiang Huan compromised and sat opposite Ren Chuan, thinking that he had to tell the manager that this table should not be booked.

The waiter delivered the menu, but Ren Chuan didn't want to read it. Just as he was about to close it, he remembered the character set of his first Western food and had to start over from the beginning.

Jiang Huan didn't like western food very much, so he turned over two pages, stopped reading, looked up at Ren Chuan, who was almost buried in the menu, smiled inwardly, knocked on the table and asked him: "Can you use a knife and fork? "

Ren Chuan was stopped by his question, "Am I able to use...or can't use it?"

Jiang Huan raised his eyebrows, "Isn't this asking you?"

Ren Chuan lied, "Not really."

Jiang Huan raised his hand to greet the waiter, "Give me a serving of bowls and chopsticks."

The waiter was stunned. Where did the western restaurant get the bowls and chopsticks? Just as he was about to say no, he looked at Jiang Huan's face darkened.

The waiter trotted away, "Let's get ready."

Isn't it a joke to use bowls and chopsticks to eat western food? Ren Chuan couldn't afford to lose this person, so he covered his face with the menu, embarrassingly.

"It's okay." Jiang Huan pulled him out of the menu, "Order what you want, and I'll cut the steak for you."

T-bone steak, dragon's drunken crab, salmon, foie gras, as well as soup, salad and dessert.

Ren Chuanquan chose the most expensive one, showing his turkey temperament in all directions 360 degrees without dead ends. He also complacently said to Jiang Huan: "Eat more in a while, and you have to get back the nine yuan and nine."

Jiang Huan nodded with a wry smile, "Well, I must pay back my money."

When a one-kilogram T-bone steak came to the table, Jiang Huan brought it to him, cut it into small pieces with a knife and fork, and fed it to Ren Chuan.

One cuts, one eats, tacit cooperation.

Jiang Huan wanted to laugh when he cut it, he had never served his girlfriend like this before.

There was still a bit of meat attached to the bone in the steak, which could not be shaved off. Jiang Huan looked at the bone in silence, and thought that it was not worth throwing it away, or not throwing it away.

Ren Chuan played to the end, reached out to pick up the meaty bone, hugged and gnawed, and smiled at Jiang Huan with a greasy mouth, "It's still comfortable to gnaw like this!"

Jiang Huan didn't dislike him, picked up a napkin and wiped off the sauce from the corner of his mouth, and took good care of him.

Ren Chuan felt in a trance that even if he lost face, it was worth it.

At noon, a new customer came to the terrace. Zhong Nian led Lu Ruonan and introduced her, "The owner of this restaurant is from London. It has been open for 20 years. The dishes are very authentic and very..."

Zhong Nian got stuck in the middle of his sentence because he saw Jiang Huan sitting by the fence.

When Ren Chuan heard the voice, he felt familiar. He glanced over and said, "Your ex-boyfriend!"