The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 520 - 0: Braised Beef Steak with Lafite

Back in the city, Long Fei first dropped Lin Yingying off at her company to work.

The Chinese rose project was basically complete, and she had some issues that needed immediate attention.

Zhou Zhenglong was obsessed with cultivation, and if he had nothing to do, he’d stay indoors like a total homebody, never stepping beyond the threshold.

Long Fei even wanted to ask him if he was still a virgin!

After saying goodbye and leaving, Long Fei also made an excuse to Lin Yingying and drove to the Eighth Middle School.

Ever since the last time he taught a lesson to the Thirteenth Sister from the eighth school, Su Yiyi’s school life had become much easier.

The tough girls had declared that if anyone dared to bully Su Yiyi, they would be making an enemy of them.

Some boys who had secret crushes on Su Yiyi were now too scared to approach her.

As a result, Su Yiyi’s drawer, which used to be filled with love letters, was now empty.

She, however, was happy for the peace and quiet, living a simple life between the classroom, dormitory, and cafeteria, and at most, she’d visit the library with Wang Xiaoyun when there was nothing else to do.

The moment Long Fei called, Su Yiyi, excited, burst out with an exclamation in class, drawing stares from both classmates and teacher, who thought she had won the lottery.

Embarrassed, she hung up the phone and used WeChat to chat with Long Fei, asking him to wait at the gate for a little while.

After about fifteen minutes, the class finally ended.

Su Yiyi, twisting her small body, happily rushed down the stairs.

Her ponytail swung in the sunlight, and her beaming smile was the very essence of youthful vitality.

She went out of the school gates and looked around.

To her surprise, she found Long Fei sitting in a taxi.

"Get in, I’m taking you to taste something delicious."

Long Fei opened the door and called out to her.

He had just given a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes to the gatekeeper, otherwise Su Yiyi wouldn’t have been able to come out.

She sat in the passenger seat and glanced curiously, asking, "Brother Long, are you a driver now?"

She actually thought Long Fei was making extra money by driving a taxi!

"Yeah, right now I’m your driver."

Long Fei looked at the young girl and smiled, noting a few days apart had brought some more definition under her school uniform.

Girls in ninth grade were in a period of rapid development, changing by the day.

He took Su Yiyi to a nearby upscale French restaurant, his stomach having grown somewhat sour from being tormented by Lin Yingying at home for the past few days.

He planned to start with some exotic cuisine for a change.

Among the world’s most gourmet nations, France is definitely one.

People are quite meticulous with their French meals, considering the appetizers, main courses, and desserts.

When he ate, it was usually a mix of everything.

See something, order something, because now he could afford to eat without worrying about money.

The two of them got out of the car and stopped at the restaurant entrance, which had large floor-to-ceiling windows on the ground floor.

The waitstaff, seeing them arrive in a taxi, one dressed in cheap market clothes and the other in a T-shirt, acted nonchalant and dismissive.

A few waiters even joked, "Look at that, even taxi drivers dare to eat in our restaurant now."

"Wow, he must be trying to deceive that little girl next to him. Nowadays, young girls don’t have any discernment, mistaking a taxi driver for a wealthy man. You wanna bet that after this meal, they’re definitely going out for a date?"

"I believe it, and that broke driver will for sure only order the cheapest set meal."

The other waiters snickered and sent one waiter over to serve them.

Long Fei heard everything, but he was there to eat, not to fuss over what they thought.

Once seated, a waiter came over, plopped the menu on the table without expression, and asked, "What would you like to eat?"

Su Yiyi gave Long Fei a look, thinking he must be hard up for cash since he was driving a taxi to make ends meet.

With concern, she said, "Bro, maybe we should eat somewhere else?"

Long Fei smiled, took the menu, and gently pushed her away, "Don’t worry, your brother may be poor, but he still has enough for a meal."

Su Yiyi took the menu, looked it over, chose the cheapest pizza, and reported her choice to the waiter.

The waiter, with a hint of condescension, said, "Why don’t you guys have a burger? We’ve recently launched a super affordable beef burger. The meal for two is just over fifty bucks, and it comes with drinks!"

"Really?"

Su Yiyi cheered up a bit, thinking the waiter was considering her situation.

The look in their eyes clearly showed they were afraid she might dine and dash.

Long Fei furrowed his brows, thinking to himself that these waitstaff in high-end restaurants all have something wrong with their brains.

They are just waitresses, no different from ordinary people.

Could it be that spending so much time with the wealthy, they’ve unconsciously placed themselves in the same circle?

He asked the waitress, "What’s the most expensive wine you have here?"

With her head raised, the waitstaff answered, "Of course, it’s the ’82 Lafite. A bottle costs over tens of thousands, can you afford it?"

Long Fei laughed and said, "Then bring us two bottles, one to drink and the other for the chefs to prepare a red wine steak with."

The waitstaff laughed directly, looking at Long Fei with disdain and said, "Sir, are you joking with me?"

"Do you think I’m someone who likes to joke around?"

Long Fei looked at her and casually took out a bank card from his bag.

The black card shimmered in the sunlight.

The waitstaff wilted at the sight, realizing it was a premium VIP black card, which she recognized at once.

Such a card is only held by someone with a deposit of over ten million!

She repeatedly bowed and apologized profusely, saying, "I’m sorry, sir, I didn’t mean that, I truly offended you just now."

Perspiration beaded on her forehead, her complexion changing faster than the weather, and her tone suddenly became much meeker.

Long Fei was not so petty as to quarrel with a young girl.

He waved his hand and had the waitress bring the ’82 Lafite beef stew as he initially requested.

He then pointed at the menu and ordered two of each dish, and only stopped after ordering over thirty dishes.

Fearing the card might be fake, the waitstaff looked at him hesitantly and said, "Sir, could you please pay first?"

She was worried that Long Fei and Su Yiyi were scammers, using a fake card to deceive.

After all, just two bottles of wine would cost thirty thousand, and with all the food, it would total around forty to fifty thousand.

If the two really were planning to dine and dash, she could kiss her job goodbye.

Long Fei agreed readily, thinking that eating at a street stall was much more comfortable, without anyone looking down on anyone, and without all these games.

After the card was swiped, even the restaurant manager came over, repeatedly apologizing to Long Fei.

Someone who could use such a card to pay was not someone they could afford to offend.

Long Fei took back his card, his expression calm, and asked the waitress, "Is my card real?"

"Yes, yes, it’s real."

The waitstaff bowed repeatedly, not daring to breathe too loudly.

Long Fei smiled lightly, "That’s good, at least your eyes aren’t blind!"

The waitstaff and manager forced a laugh, and after leaving, the manager gave the waitress a severe punishment by knocking on her head.

Su Yiyi, watching this, couldn’t help but giggle to herself, thinking that the man was becoming more and more handsome.

Without doing anything, just taking out a card made the restaurant manager come over to apologize.

Dish after dish was served, and the two of them didn’t bother with any order, happily eating their way through the mixed feast.

Desserts mixed with salad, a bite of cake followed by a bite of cucumber.

The waitress at the door watched them and quietly speculated, guessing that Long Fei must be a nouveau riche who won the lottery, or someone who got rich from urban village demolitions.

They looked at the delicious food spread out on the table with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

The money spent on one meal was equivalent to their annual salary.

This sight didn’t escape the notice of several teenagers nearby.

Quite coincidentally, they were also wearing the uniform of No. 8 Middle School.

One of them was tall and handsome, who had just transferred to No. 8 Middle School, and had brought a few friends and his new girlfriend to eat here today.

One of the teenagers pointed at Su Yiyi and frowned, "Brother Yang, isn’t that the school beauty from the class next door?"

"It really is, Brother Yang tried talking to her before, and she acted all high and mighty. Didn’t expect her to be a mistress!"

"Definitely a mistress, otherwise why would someone bother treating her to all this good food."

"The world is in decline, morals are no more! Our school already has so few beauties, and yet someone dares to compete with Young Master Yang for a woman."

Young Master Yang’s face darkened as he remembered Su Yiyi’s attitude towards him a few days earlier, and he suddenly felt angry, quickly standing up with his group of friends in tow.

Young Master Yang, the son of the city’s Education Bureau director, could not tolerate such an insult.

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