"It's okay, Aisha." Seeing Elsa's distressed face, Wang Dong gently touched her head and said, "Just eat your own, don't worry about so much etiquette."

Although observing dining etiquette in a Western restaurant is a kind of respect for Western culture, if this respect will burden the diners, then forcibly obeying this rule is meaningless.

And to be honest, in Wang Dong's eyes, there are two types of foreign restaurants-

One is a money-making spirit, and comes to another country to make money by using the banner of "exotic food". This kind of restaurant will not care whether you know the dining etiquette or not, just give money.

The other is a style-oriented restaurant, which is different from this kind of gourmet restaurant. Although its price is still expensive, it pays more attention to the style of the restaurant than "making money". When eating in this kind of restaurant, you can't eat it without understanding the dining etiquette. The contemptuous gaze you see around will make you feel ashamed...

Well, it should be said that what people despise is not that they do not know how to eat etiquette, but that they still randomly advocate their own freedom when they do not understand etiquette.

It’s like picking a steak with chopsticks and sprinkling it onto Lao Gan Ma. Do you think you are very handsome? If you eat like this in a Western restaurant where you make money, the waiter will at most say a few words to you and will not care about you at all.

But if you eat like this in a restaurant, hehe, it would be embarrassing.

‘If that restaurant is a standard restaurant, I will teach Elsa.’ Wang Dong thought to himself while walking towards the restaurant.

Although there are two types of restaurants, one is that although it is elegant but friendly, the other is that it is elegant and arrogant. However, since the person who called someone dared to invite Aisha to come here for dinner, the clerk here naturally cannot be arrogant.

After about twenty minutes of walking, the group came to the front of a building that was more than 40 stories high.

"It's taller than my house." Wang Dong looked at the skyscraper in front of him with a calm expression and said, "Okay, everyone can go in."

Perhaps because the building is quite luxurious, the first impression is that "the prices here are very expensive", so there are not many people in this building.

Of course, this building naturally cannot belong to the entire Western restaurant, so after Wang Dong and others came to the front of the elevator, they looked at the sign next to them and looked for the coordinates of the Western restaurant.

"On the 36th floor." At this time, Leas pointed to the floor and said.

"Let's go." Wang Dong nodded, then pressed the elevator in front of him and walked in.

Soon, the elevator stopped on the 36th floor. After six people walked out of the elevator one after another, they set up a large number of restaurants in front of them, which occupied an entire floor.

After leaving the elevator, there was no so-called waiting hall, but went directly to the restaurant.

The floor is covered with brown carpets, and it is not the inferior plastic carpets in some restaurants;

The surrounding windows are made of double-layer tempered glass, and the middle should be vacuumed to prevent noise outside and attacks from certain special people to the greatest extent.

Unlike some crazy restaurants, the distance between the table and the table is quite wide, so even if it occupies a whole floor, there are only more than thirty tables.

In the center of the restaurant, above a white prototype stage, there was an ivory-white grand piano, but the performer seemed to be not here to work.

Above the piano balloon, a luxurious chandelier mainly in gold is hanging on the ceiling, and the dazzling light makes the performance song that is already higher than other areas more conspicuous.

In addition to this conspicuous large chandelier, there are also some small chandeliers above the dining table, which generally looks like stars surround the moon.

Because it is hot summer, the store seems to have turned on an air conditioner with a very good cooling effect, and the temperature is not too cold.

'Looking at the decoration, it should be that it is not running away.' Wang Dong rubbed his temple helplessly, then waved to the waiter at the door, and said, "Six people."

Although the author really wants to have a plot like "The protagonist Biao French/German/English/Italian", in order to avoid everyone saying that I cheated on the word count (after all, I need the original text + translation), I will not write a plot for the preset b plot in this urban restaurant.

"Welcome to everyone..." The blond and blue-eyed waiter with a high nose bridge spoke fluent Japanese. If he closed his eyes and listened, he would probably think that the other party was an authentic neon person. "Do you like the position by the window or not?"

If there are patients with acrophobia among the guests, they will not choose a window position.

"By the window." Wang Dong replied. After all, the six people are all demons, and they are creatures that can fly. If they have acrophobia...

That's no one else.

"Okay, I understand, please come with me." The waiter with a high nose bridge showed an extremely handsome smile. If it were some ordinary women with face control, it would probably have been in his heart that yy was crying by this handsome male god-level waiter.

After passing through the hall, Wang Dong and others came to a table by the window. After the waiter skillfully inserted a rose in the vase on the table, he said gently: "For the sake of all the beautiful ladies, I specially presented the table with the most beautiful scenery to you."

Well, again, if it were some ordinary women with face control, I guess I had already been crying in my heart by this handsome male god-level waiter.

"Thank you." Wang Dong smiled slightly, then pulled away the seat beside him and said to Leas: "Minister, please sit down."

"Thanks."

"Azunai, please."

"Ahhh, Xiaodong is so gentleman~"

"Aisha, come."

"Mr. Wang Dong, thank you."

"Kitten, sit."

"Um."

"Genova, sit down."

"OK!"

After all the five people sat down, Wang Dong sat next to Leas. The size of the table could accommodate eight people, so no one sat on the other side of Wang Dong.

"Uh... everyone, please order food." After seeing that his kindness was useless, the waiter's smile froze.

Mom, as long as I did this before, didn’t the neon girls stick it on? Why didn’t I use it at all today?

And after seeing high-level beauties like Leas and others, the waiter felt that the girls he had lived in before were simply no different from sows.

‘This is the real woman!’ The waiter roared in his heart, and he secretly cheered himself up in his heart: ‘Come on, you can, get them!!’

After the cheering, the waiter kept the smile that made the woman intoxicated, gently placed the menu in his arms on the table, and said, "Everyone, if you want to eat authentic French cuisine, I recommend you..."

"No need, we will watch it ourselves." Leas picked up the menu on the table and said without raising his head. Moreover, his cold tone made the waiter feel that he had a grudge against this red-haired girl.

"Okay, OK." The waiter nodded stutteringly, then looked at the others and thought: 'It seems that this red-haired temper is not very good. Hey, this is not my dish. Look for opportunities from others.'

Soon, his eyes were fixed on Azuna, after all, the tall Azuna exuded a seductive aura all over his body.

Of course, he knew that if he had come over now, he would definitely be retook by the red-haired woman who had just refused, so he did not go over immediately, but quietly waited for Wang Dong and others to order the dishes.

"Everyone..." After ordering, the waiter looked straight at the menu in front of him and stammered: "Then, that, our store does not accept credit..."

"Ahhh, you don't have to worry about this~" Azuna smiled and looked at the waiter, then slowly took out a bank card from his pocket and said, "We don't lack money~"

Although it is very cliché, the bank card in Ayano does show that her wealth is no problem for hundreds of years to eat the most expensive dish in this restaurant.

"Okay... OK." The waiter nodded blankly, then turned around and walked quickly towards the kitchen. As he walked, he shouted in his heart: "If you want to soak her, you must soak him!"

However, what he didn't know was that as a supporting role who didn't even have a name, he had no possibility of getting Amano.

If this is an ordinary restaurant, it would probably take a long time to start serving, but because it is a standard Western restaurant, the order of serving is specified.

Accompanied by the figure of a waiter without a name, French dishes were shipped in order of appetizers, soups, fish, jelly, japonica, barbecue, salad, desserts, and coffee - the total time was about an hour.

By the way, the above order was obtained by the author who poked the Du Niang. The author himself had never eaten such a high-quality Western food - the sad author had eaten four Western foods, namely Pizza Hut, Ban Qiushan (it used to be called Green Elf Pavilion?), KFC and McDonald's.

What? You said the latter two are not considered Western food?

Stupid, fast food is passed down from the West, so it is naturally considered Western food (laugh).

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Chapter completed!