Boom ~

The competent driver Fan Jian drove a Lamborghini and carried Su An to Xingrongji.

Fan Jian, who was half a head away from Su An, followed Su An like a little brother.

The two walked into the Xingrong Ji Hall, one in front and one behind.

"Welcome!"

A male waiter wearing a black suit, a bow tie on his chest, dressed in a gentle manner, greeted him with a signature smile, and continued to ask, "How many sirs? Have you made a reservation?"

"302 box." Su An reported the box number.

"Okay, sir, please go here and follow me up the second floor and be careful of the steps." The waiter reached out and made a gesture of inviting him.

The two followed up to the second floor.

Under the guidance of the male waiter, I walked into the 302 box.

"Master Su, you are here." Wang Tao, who had just arrived, quickly stood up to greet him, diligently helped him open the chair, and reached out to make a gesture of "please sit".

"It's been a labor."

Su An thanked him and took his seat.

"It is my honor to be able to pull a chair for Master Su." Mr. Wang Tao smiled.

O God!

Look.

The master is different. Wherever he goes, he is so respected and treated preferentially.

Unlike Fan Jian, he is disliked wherever he goes.

This atmosphere is really...

Fan Jian, who had no one to help him pull the chair, could only pull the chair open for himself and take a seat.

Fan Jian, who had not eaten breakfast and had already been hungry, saw that he had not served a single dish yet, smiled and said to the waitress beside him, "Oh, beautiful waiter, come and have a pot of water to fill his stomach."

The waitress was stunned.

After a moment, she covered her mouth and smiled slightly: "Sir, you really love to be clean."

Su An:(o_o)??

Wang Tao:(o_o)?

Fan Jian:(^_^)?

oh!

No!

My beautiful waitress, how could you think this way?

Oh, this is simply incredible.

He wanted to say.

Is it that the word "despicable" is posted on his forehead? Or is it that Fan Jiantian has a vulgar face?

Asi!

What else is more uncomfortable than being misunderstood?

He dared to bet that the waitress's thoughts were not pure at all, and he assured the Virgin Mary!

Wang Tao and Su An, who realized it later, understood, but neither showed it.

Wang Tao said to the waiter "After urging the food to serve", and his eyes fell on Fan Jian.

Originally, he thought that the person Master Su was going to take was Lai Xinyi, but he didn't expect that there was someone else.

Since it was brought by Master Su, as the host, he naturally needs to know it.

He asked politely: "Master Su, what do you call your friend?"

"He is one of my friends, your name is Fan Jian."

Su An introduced it casually.

It's a supporting role!

No need for a grand introduction!

Wang Tao was stunned and suddenly felt that this name was very strange enough.

"It's Fan Sizhe's Fan, the Jian of Jian." Fan Jian added, got up, and stretched out his hand towards Wang Tao.

"Hello, Mr. Fan, my name is Wang Tao, Wang from Lao Wang next door, the sound of the waves is still the same." Wang Tao, who was deviated from the rhythm, shook hands with him.

Su An:...

After a moment.

The dishes were served one by one on the table.

Thinking that Master Su would not drink, Wang Tao also thoughtfully ordered some drinks for him.

He was full of the friendship of the landlord and greeted him enthusiastically: "Master Su, eat vegetables, eat vegetables."

After Su An took off his chopsticks, Wang Tao and Fan Jian started to move.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Wang Tao expressed his final purpose to Su An: "Master Su, I have one, I have to trouble you."

"Sir Wang, you don't want me to perform on stage again, right? I'll tell you solemnly that if this is the case, you'd better not speak."

He is a cheongsam master who performs plackets all day long. What's the point!

Even if Wang Tao wants to, he will extinguish the signs and not give the other party any hope.

Fortunately, this time, he was thinking a little bit.

Wang Tao shook his head: "No, no, it's not, it's not this. I want you to make a cheongsam for me."

It turned out to be a false alarm!

"You can make cheongsams, but I don't know who to do them?"

"It was for my wife." Wang Tao told the truth: "A few days are her birthday, and I want to make a cheongsam for her as a birthday gift."

Last year she didn't remind him that he forgot her birthday and their wedding anniversary, but she complained a lot.

In order not to be complained and resentful this year, he set up an important day reminder on his phone.

Now, with a reminder, he remembered his wife's birthday and wanted to prepare a gift for her and surprise her.

In previous years, she didn't like jewelry or bags.

I remembered that once at home, she told him that one of her little sisters’ husband asked someone to make a custom cheongsam for her little sister, which was very beautiful.

She wanted to wear a cheongsam as she saw it.

He was working on the computer at the time and didn't care.

Thinking of it now, he felt that she should be hinting at him.

So he thought about it and made her a customized cheongsam and gave it to her as a birthday gift.

As for whom he asked for, he thought of Master Su immediately.

"Okay, I'll take this order." Su An was willing to take this order with special significance.

"Master Su, you also know that this is a birthday gift and cannot be known to my wife, so I cannot take her to your store to measure the size, so I specially brought the fitted clothes she usually wears. Can you see if you can make her a fitted cheongsam based on her clothes size?"

To be honest, Wang Tao still felt a little unsure in his heart.

He also has a little understanding that custom cheongsams require tailoring.

Just cutting cheongsam fabric with a piece of clothing you wear every day will probably be different from your figure.

But I don’t ask Master Su to be able to achieve a 100% fit, as long as it fits together.

When you have the chance in the future, you will take your wife over and do it again.

Before Su An could speak, he took out his wife's clothes in his briefcase, shook them open, and showed them to Su An.

Looking at the style of the clothes, Su An knew it clearly.

"Master Wang, please put away your clothes. I already know the size of your wife."

Wang Tao blinked and asked in disbelief: "Master Su, don't you bring back this dress to measure the size?"

"No need." Su An smiled confidently.

Wang Tao's hand holding the clothes was not sure if he really wanted to put it back.

"Oh! Director Wang, you may have felt that this situation is so incredible... Well, it's incredible! But that's how it is. Master Su basically doesn't measure the size of the customer in the store. He just looks at the customer and knows the size of the other party just by looking at the customer. I mean, if you have witnessed it with your own eyes, you won't be so incredible." Fan Jian swallowed a bite of the dish and forced a wave of presence.

"real?"

As soon as he said this, Wang Tao felt that he had asked the stupidest question of this century.
To be continued...