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Chapter 1260

What the hell are you doing?

"Then how can I become a platinum member of your restaurant?" She had only heard that this restaurant was very different, and that it was a very high class restaurant. Tonight was a very special day for her, and she had originally planned to go to the King\'s Hotel, but now that she could not go there, she decided to choose a high class restaurant, which was why she came here.

"Miss Shu, only after spending ten times in our restaurant can you become a platinum member." The middle-aged man replied.

Ten times?

Shu Jing muttered to herself. This was not an ordinary restaurant. Every single time they had to spend money here, it would be extremely expensive. Even if they had to spend money here ten times, it would be impossible for them to spend it in just a few years.

"Then there\'s no other possibility of becoming a platinum member?" Shu Jing thought for a moment before asking.

"It\'s not impossible. If it\'s a guest with an extremely prestigious status, we will also give them special consideration." The middle-aged man replied.

"What do you mean by \'special status\'? Do you have money or power? " Shu Jing asked directly. In the end, this restaurant was still the same as the other restaurants. Guests with different identities would still be treated differently.

The middle-aged man smiled, "Miss Shu, to us, identity is not as simple as money or authority. As for the specifics, I am sorry, but I cannot reveal them."

"Jingjing\'s wife, stop wasting time with this guy." He looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Hey, tell that Luo fella and Ma fella to come and cook dinner for my wife if they know what\'s good for them, or I\'ll tear down your restaurant!"

"Sir, please don\'t be angry. This is the rule of our restaurant. If you come to our restaurant, you should abide by our rule. If you don\'t want to, we won\'t force you to eat here." The middle-aged man wasn\'t angry, and replied in a neither soft nor hard tone.

"My words are rules, and I never need to follow anyone else\'s rules." Xia Chen glared at the middle-aged man unhappily, "I\'m warning you one last time, hurry up and get those two chefs over here. If they don\'t cook for my wife tonight, they won\'t need to cook for the rest of their lives!"

"Forget it, stop messing around. We\'re just here to eat. The chefs here are pretty good, so it\'s not like we need them to cook for us." "I just want to be happy tonight. I don\'t want to cause any trouble," Shu Jing persuaded softly.

"Jingjing my wife, this shabby restaurant has already made us unhappy." Xia Zhi said unhappily, "Isn\'t it just a few chefs? "Why are you putting on airs in front of me, I will make those two fellows cook for us tonight!"

"Sir, I\'m afraid you will be disappointed tonight. In fact, Mr. Luo had already been invited by Mr. Song of the Song family in Beijing to cook for one of his guests. Therefore, even if you are a platinum member, Mr. Luo will not be able to separate himself from you to entertain you." The middle-aged man didn\'t get angry, but his words clearly told Xia Zhi, "Brat, don\'t be cocky. We know people from the Song Family in the capital!"

"Song Family? Song Jinping, right? " Xia Zhi snorted, "You think I\'m afraid of you just because you moved out to the Song Family? Forget it, Jingjing\'s wife, let\'s not stay here to eat, I\'ll just tear this place down! "

Summer pulled Shu Jing to get up, then looked like she was preparing to tear down the dining room.

"Forget it, it\'s just a dinner." She wanted to be happy tonight, as she had just said. She wanted all she could remember after tonight to be good memories, and she did not want to think about this evening only to remember some unhappy things.

Pausing for a moment, Shu Jing then softly said to Xia Chen, "Don\'t talk, let me talk to him."

"I don\'t want to make things difficult for you either, but my husband\'s temper isn\'t very good. You said that Mr. Luo was entertaining guests at the Song Family, which means, according to your standards, the people of the Song Family in Beijing are considered respected guests. I believe that my husband is not from any big family, but in terms of status, he is not inferior to them, maybe you don\'t know who my husband is now, but I believe you\'ve heard his name before. He\'s called Xia.

Before Shu Jing could finish her words, the middle-aged man\'s expression changed drastically. He looked at the summer and instantly became terrified. "You, you are Mister Xia?"

"Nonsense, of course it\'s summer. Do you think that someone would dare to impersonate me?" Xia Xia snappily said.

"I\'m sorry, I\'m really sorry, I really didn\'t know it was you!" The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Mr Xia, Miss Shu, please take a seat. Please take a seat. I will inform Mr Luo and Mr Ma that they will be here soon!"

"That\'s more like it." Summer finally felt better, and then she and Shu Jing sat down again.

The middle-aged man left in a hurry. In less than a minute, a handsome man in his thirties appeared in the private room, followed by the middle-aged man from before.

"Mr. Xia, Miss Shu, my apologies for neglecting you two. I\'m Ma Qifu, Chef Luo is on the way back, so please allow me to prepare a western cuisine for you two for the time being. What do you think?" The handsome man said respectfully.

"Alright, that\'s it. You guys go and prepare." Shu Jing rushed to agree. From her point of view, this was already a very good result.

Summer didn\'t say anything more. After all, to him, the most important thing tonight was not to eat, but rather to have something to do after dinner.

At the same time, Song Jinping from the Song Family had a helpless look on his face.

Song Jinping was currently sitting at the dining table. Aside from his wife, there was also a woman dressed in ancient clothes that looked like a celestial maiden. And this woman was his niece, Song Yumei.

Even though Song Yumei was Song Jinping\'s niece, Song Jinping knew clearly that in terms of status and position in the Song Family, Song Yumei was far above him. After all, Song Yumei was the head of the Song Family right now, it was not wrong to say that she had the power to kill and to kill in the Song Family.

Because of this, Song Jinping did his best to entertain Song Yumei after she came to Jiang Hai. Tonight, he even called for the head chef, Mr. Luo, to make dishes for Song Yumei.

During the first half of the dinner, Song Jinping was still quite satisfied, because he could tell that Song Yumei was still quite satisfied with Mr. Luo\'s dishes. During the first half of the dinner, Song Jinping was quite satisfied, because he could see that Song Yumei was still quite satisfied with Mr. Luo\'s dishes.

"Yumei, I\'m really sorry, that Chef Luo had an emergency and ran away all of a sudden. How about we go out now and find a place to eat? Or do you want your aunt to cook for you and cook two more dishes? " Song Jinping had an apologetic expression on his face. Right now, he didn\'t care about pursuing the matter, he had to first appease Song Yumei.

"Uncle, it\'s alright. Actually, I\'ve already eaten my fill. It\'s just that the food that Mr. Luo Yuan makes tastes pretty good, so I kept eating. It doesn\'t matter even if he leaves. It\'s not your fault, so don\'t worry." Song Yumei smiled faintly, "There\'s some food on the table. You and your aunt have not eaten much, so you should eat some now. This Mr. Luo really is a pretty good chef."

Song Jinping let out a sigh of relief. He could tell that Song Yumei wasn\'t angry, which also made him feel a little comforted. His niece was better to talk. If it was the other Song Yumei, then he would be in big trouble.

Song Jinping\'s phone suddenly rang. He quickly took it out to answer the call and then became angry, "What the hell are you doing … …" "What?"

A moment later, Song Jinping hung up and looked at Song Yumei strangely, "Yumei, Mr. Luo called. He said that he was at his restaurant in the summer and asked him to cook. That\'s why he hurried back."

"Uncle, I heard it too." However, Song Jinping was very clear that this gentleness was not for his uncle, but for the summer. Now, everyone in the Song Family knew clearly that Song Yumei had really fallen in love with the summer, and this caused many people to be at a loss because many people in the Song Family still could not accept this fact.

Song Jinping sighed gently, "Now that the Yuan Family has fallen, in Jianghai City, only our capital\'s Song Family is still here. However, at least in Jianghai City, the weight of my words is nowhere near as high as in the summer, and if I say something, many people will go against it, but no one will dare to go against my words in the summer. His influence in Jianghai City is much greater than in the capital!"

"Even if he is in the capital now, not many people would dare to ignore his words." Song Yumei smiled, "However, Uncle, you don\'t have to worry about this, he will not come to argue with you. Furthermore, we are family, if he really did anything to make you uncomfortable, just tell me, I will discuss it with him."

Song Jinping nodded his head, "I understand. Actually, the person in the summer is fine, but, sigh, I\'m not too particular about you …"

"If he was really so devoted, he wouldn\'t have known me at all." Song Yumei shook her head, "He does not know me, and I will not have my current achievements. Uncle, there is bound to be gains and losses, and you definitely understand this principle."

Song Jinping nodded his head, "I understand, but, Yumei, I am still a little worried, you are going to Miss\'s place this summer, right? "I\'m afraid that Miss doesn\'t treat the matters between you and summer that well …"

Song Jinping stopped there. He believed that Song Yumei understood the meaning behind his words.

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