"Are you crazy?" Brad said, "Mine is Maxim's restaurant!"

"It's there. The most expensive French hotel." Gao Xianda replied, "I'll invite you."

"What's your idea?" Brad frowned and said, "Do you think I've trained you so hard that I want to take revenge on me? I know you run fast, and I can't escape you when I eat a tycoon meal."

"Hahaha, boss, where are you thinking! I'll ask you, of course, you have prepared the money in advance." Gao Xianda smiled and took out a bundle of 100-dollar bills, flipped through it casually, so that Brad could see clearly that it was full of real money instead of white paper with two real bills.

"You haven't seen each other for a day, so where have you made a fortune? You're so rich? Have you won the lottery?" Brad asked, "Even if you win the lottery, don't squander it! It's great to save money and buy a house to get married!"

Brad is really good to Gao Xianda. Although he was very strict when training him, he always thought about him. Gao Xianda was even more moved.

"Boss, you guessed it really well. Didn't I be shot today? When I was at the police academy, there were seniors and I. If I got the lottery after becoming a policeman, I must buy a lottery ticket to celebrate. I bought one and paid for the lottery. Who knew that I really won! The money was not much, and buying a house and marrying a wife was not enough, but there was no problem in treating you to a meal!" Gao Xianda did not dare to go to the casino himself to gamble. After being injured, he dared to go to the casino and dared to go to the casino. Brad had to scold him. But he was worried that my money was much easier than winning the lottery.

After hearing this, Brad slapped his thigh and said regretfully: "Why don't I have such a senior? The injuries I suffered at the beginning were much worse than you! If I had bought a lottery every time I was injured, would I become the richest man in Los Angeles? "

Gao Xianda burst into laughter when he heard this.

However, he also felt sad in his smile, and he recalled the moment when Brad was beheaded by CJ on the first day. He just hoped that no one would hurt Brad again.

Seeing that Gao Xianda insisted repeatedly, Brad stopped refusing and had to follow Gao Xianda to Maxim Restaurant.

The decoration here is very simple, and it looks like it has been around for a while. The requirements are also very formal, and you don’t even let the door enter without wearing formal clothes.

Neither Gao Xianda nor Brad had been to such a high-end hotel, so he didn't know that there was such a regulation and was stunned.

Both of them were wearing casual clothes, and the doorman's service would not allow them to enter.

"Or we should stop eating it. It's the same with going to hamburgers. I haven't eaten enough this morning," Brad said.

"No, I finally came here, how could I go back just now?" Gao Xianda shook his head, "I still have to try the dishes from his big hotel today!"

Gao Xianda called the waiter who was guarding the door aside.

"Brother, let's be more comfortable?" Gao Xianda took out a picture of Franklin and handed it over.

After seeing the waiter's eyes lit up, but he did not take it.

"Sir, I don't have such authority. If I let you in, the store manager will punish me." The waiter said, "Sir, I can't lose my job for your money."

"Then go and call your store manager. This is your errand fee." Gao Xianda stuffed the money into the waiter's pocket.

The waiter still said with a bitter face: "Our store manager is a scheming person. He will never agree to any violation."

"Oh, there's nothing we can do. Let's go back and change into formal clothes." Gao Xianda said, "You give me the fee."

The waiter is just working and can't make much money in a day. One hundred yuan is considered a huge sum of money for him. Of course, he is reluctant to let the fat meat in his mouth be spit out.

He scratched his head and said, "If you don't care about the dining environment, I can help you think of a way to take you through the back door and go to the private room inside to have a meal."

"Of course this is good." Gao Xianda said. He is tired and hungry now, too lazy to go back and change into formal clothes, and Brad doesn't choose a place, as long as he has food to eat.

Seeing that they agreed, the waiter took them all the way to the back door, swiped the employee card, and opened the thick fire door. Following the fire door, they entered a fire passage, walked for a while, and then passed through the restaurant kitchen, and then arrived at the so-called private room.

This so-called private room is not a real private room, it is just a storage room next to the kitchen. After simple tidying, a space is created. Although it is very simple, it is clean and tidy. Gao Xianda and the others can just sit down.

Along the way, the chefs who cooked all greeted the waiter and joked that he came to make extra money again. It seems that this is not the first time he has done such a thing.

The waiter arranged for them to sit down, and handed them two menus for them to watch slowly. He went to the front to say hello.

Maxim Restaurant is worthy of being a high-end French restaurant, and the menu is written in French. Not only Gao Xianda, but also Brad, it is no different from not reading it.

Gao Xianda threw the menu onto the table.

At this time, I heard someone arguing outside, and Gao Xianda raised his ears and listened carefully.

It was the waiter and another person.

The man scolded the waiter and said, "Berkeley, you slut, let the inferior man sneak into the hotel again!"

"They are not inferior people, they are our customers. They just forgot to wear suits," explained the waiter known as Berkeley.

But the other person didn't listen at all and continued, "Vulgar, poor, or people of color! Who are the customers of the inferior people like them?"

Berkeley was also explaining: "I don't think there should be any upper class or lower class here. As long as you are willing to come to the store to consume, you are all customers. The customer should be God!"

"Consumption?" the man smiled. "How do you expect people who don't even have suits to consume? They just come in and try a dish or two, and when they go out, they can brag about having entered the Maxim restaurant. If they can have a dish worth more than a thousand yuan, I would rather eat a pound of feces!"

At this time, Berkeley stopped arguing and said lightly: "Okay, store manager. Then I'll place an order."

Gao Xianda was listening next to him and felt very unhappy.

It was his mistake to come to eat without formal clothes, but he did not insist on going to the main hall for dinner. But it was wrong for the store manager to conduct personal attacks, especially racial discrimination. Both Gao Xianda and Brad felt a very atmosphere.

After a while, Berkeley walked into the box, barely smiled professionally, and said, "Two gentlemen, have you chosen? What should we eat?"
Chapter completed!