Pan Yu is a magical place. There are more than 100,000 migrant workers from the north, speaking with various accents, including eastern Shandong, southern Henan, central Sichuan, Hunan and Chu, Qianzhou, etc. However, the most developed catering industry here is not the Sichuan cuisine, Shandong cuisine or Henan cuisine in the north, but the Cantonese cuisine in the south, especially the seafood imported from Hong Kong, which is the most famous and most fashionable.

The "Deep Sea Fishing Port" seafood restaurant is a chain restaurant imported from Hong Kong.

This store was first opened in Causeway Bay, the most prosperous commercial district in Wan Chai, Hong Kong. Later, the owner of this store, Mr. Cha, opened a chain store in the 18th district of Hong Kong, and the business has always been very good. However, every inch of land in Hong Kong is valuable, and most of the money earned by catering is paid for high store rent. With the reform and opening up of the mainland, he strongly supported overseas investment. After considering it, Mr. Cha decisively closed many chain stores in Hong Kong and began to invest in opening stores in the coastal areas of the mainland. This seafood restaurant in Pan Yu is one of them.

In Pan Yu, many people know how to enjoy it, especially those Hong Kong businesses like to dine in such fashionable restaurants the most.

Zhang Tiezhu, Oh no, Brother Mark, since he wants to completely Hong Kongize himself, the place to eat must be followed by the Hong Kong people, so this restaurant is his must-have place for him to eat.

As a party to treat him, Song Zhichao and Chen Jianjun arrived at the restaurant in advance. Looking around, the restaurant was decorated in the shape of a vast ship, and the parking lot was also designed as a dock.

At the gate, two girls wearing big red and wearing cheongsams were welcomed by the door. Both girls were very beautiful. In this era, women's makeup skills were not as amazing as they were. Generally, girls dressed very purely, at most, some rouge was applied on their faces and lipstick on their mouths.

This pure and implicit beauty made Song Zhichao feel very comfortable, so when one of the girls took them to the private room from the leadership staff, poured tea and water, and served enthusiastically, Song Zhichao generously rewarded the other party with five yuan and said thank you.

The girl was a little stunned. The guests she served were all Hong Kong people. Those Hong Kong people were not very polite and of good quality, but they looked down on them, the mainlanders. Even if someone gave rewards, they only cost one or two yuan. The richer they were, the more they were, the more they were, they were not as generous as Song Zhichao.

Seeing her in a daze, Song Zhichao knew that she didn't dare to collect money, so he looked at her nameplate, then pointed to the karaoke equipment placed in the private room and said, "Xiaoqian, right? If you feel embarrassed, please help me adjust this, I want to sing."

It turns out that the private room in this restaurant is very fashionable, especially this private room called "Fugui Hall", which has added fashionable karaoke equipment to allow guests to enjoy the fun of singing while eating. Of course, booking such a private room also costs a lot of extra money.

While Xiaoqian was busy dressing up karaoke, Song Zhichao had already untied his tie and took off the big red suit that had been wearing for almost a day. Another waitress in charge of ordering had seen Song Zhichao's generous move just now, and took the initiative to come forward to help him hang up his clothes. Song Zhichao nodded to her, expressing his gratitude, and then sat down calmly. The waitress handed him a warm towel with a towel clip. Song Zhichao took it and wiped his hands, and then went back. Then he smiled and said to Chen Jianjun: "Brother Jun, karaoke is ready, do you want to have a song?"

Chen Jianjun shook his head, "Don't tease me, I can't sing, it's like killing a pig."

"That's called full of confidence - beautiful girl, order a song by Qi Qin by Qi Qin for this elder brother."

Song Zhichao was not ordering songs for Chen Jianjun randomly. You should know that in this era, especially Chen Jianjun, nine out of ten like to listen to Qi Qin's songs, and most men liked this song "Wolf". Even if they couldn't sing, they could shout at the top of their voice. No one was embarrassed, but the wolf was just howling.

The karaoke of this era is used to sing old-fashioned tapes. Every time I order a song, I have to put the tape upside down to the part that needs to be ordered, which is very cumbersome. However, Xiaoqian's movements are quite quick, and she quickly found Qi Qin's "Wolf".

Chen Jianjun was instigated by Song Zhichao, so he took the microphone and sang along with the music with a little twist.

Not to mention, he said he was not good at singing, but he still had a wild taste when he opened his mouth.

The two little sisters next to him started applauding him.

Men are easily motivated by women.

The same goes for Chen Jianjun.

With these two little sisters applauding and cheering him up, his spirit came; not to mention that the person they were waiting for was not the same as sitting there. Moreover, since they paid for this high-end private room, it would be useless not to play.

"I am a wolf from the north, walking in the vast wilderness, the shrill north wind blows, and the long yellow sand passes..."

Chen Jianjun became more and more excited as he sang, and he almost forgot what he had been doing here.

Song Zhichao smiled and tapped the table with his fingers, making a slap for him, as if he was very impressed; but when he picked up the tea cup and drank tea, his eyes showed a hint of absent-mindedness.

Just when the private room was busy, someone knocked open the door of the private room, and a waiter led two people in.

One man and one woman. The man is about thirty years old, holding his big brother's phone in his hand, wearing a gray-black windbreaker that is very popular in Hong Kong. It is the kind that Brother Ma wears in "The True Color of Heroes". His hairstyle is also combed into a big back and wearing bright Moss. He almost wears sunglasses and a toothpick in his mouth. Otherwise, he would have thought Brother Ma had smuggled into Pan Yu.

The woman looked good and dressed up in a gorgeous way. Her style was comparable to that of the "Red Rose Hair Salon" owner, Sister Xia. She also had dark circles, big red lips, wavy curly hair, and large plastic earrings. She just didn't wear a bat shirt, but a low-cut skirt, which looked more sexy and charming.

As soon as the man entered the door, he spoke in Cantonese and said, "Sorry, we're late!"

Song Zhichao didn't need Chen Jianjun to greet him, and had already stood up, took the initiative to give up his seat to the man, and said, "Brother Mark, my name is Song Zhichao, please give me some advice!"

Mark shook hands with Song Zhichao, put his elder brother on the table with great dignity, then took off his windbreaker and handed it to the charming woman beside him, stared at Song Zhichao, looking weird, and after a long time he spoke, "I like your hairstyle very much, where did you do it?"

Song Zhichao asked him to sit down and said, "I just did it today. If Brother Mark likes you, I will introduce you to you."

Mark laughed and pointed at Song Zhichao and said, "Striking, you can see through it at a glance. I'll leave the address later and I'll do one another day." He touched his big back with his hand, "I thought this hairstyle was cool enough, not as good as yours!"

"Mark likes to joke. People like you are so powerful that they wear whatever clothes they wear and hairstyle they have."

"Hahaha, I can talk, I like you more and more." Mark touched his pocket and wanted to find cigarette, but the cigarette was placed in his windbreaker.

Before the charming woman could come over to get the cigarette, Song Zhichao had already taken out his colorful butterfly cigarette and handed it to Brother Mark.

Brother Mark looked at it, but did not smoke it. He took the cigarette handed by the charming woman with his backhand, put it in his hand and said to Song Zhichao: "Well, I'm used to eating Hong Kong cigarettes."

Song Zhichao smiled, but instead struck a match to help him ignite the cigarette, "The Kinpai in the Port of Smoke, Marlboro, and three or five are good."

"Know the goods! So things produced in Hong Kong are good." Mark felt that he had found a confidant.

Song Zhichao smiled and didn't say anything. Hong Kong does not produce cigarettes at all, and they are basically imported.

Chen Jianjun invited the waiter to serve the dishes and told some special dishes what kind of requirements were. Basically Mark's taste and preferences. As an intermediary, he did his duty. When Song Zhichao talked to Mark, he shut up. When the cold came, he hurriedly spoke up to warm up the scene.

Here, Mark introduced the charming woman next to him to meet Song Zhichao and the other two, saying that the woman's name is "Anna", and the Chinese pronunciation is "Anna", and it is his girlfriend.

In fact, Chen Jianjun had already quietly told Song Zhichao that this woman was actually a very famous socialite in Panyu County. Her Chinese name was "Xu Zhaodi", and she changed her name after following Mark.

Song Zhichao heard it in his ears and remembered it in his heart.

Sometimes it is much easier to convince a woman than to convince a man.

Song Zhichao noticed that the charming woman was sitting next to her and was always quiet, but her eyes were inadvertently looking at the earrings of the waitress who helped them serve them.

At first glance, those earrings are made by yourself. They are not sold on the market, and they don’t know what materials to use to make them look colorful and beautiful.

After making up for her, Song Zhichao turned sideways, hooked his fingers behind him, called the waitress and whispered in her ear.
Chapter completed!