Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

Chapter 229 The eldest lady is arrogant and domineering 4

Gorgeous and complicated crystal chandeliers, and silver tableware shine with rich luster under the soft warm light.

The waiter put one hand behind his back and said politely:

"Guest, please use it slowly."

Zhao Wenwen was turning the camera to show the restaurant environment to the live broadcast room. When she heard this, she nodded: "Thank you."

She positioned the camera, held the knife and fork skillfully, took a bite and said:

"It's oily in the mouth, fat but not greasy, and the oil explodes in the mouth. It's salty and light, recommended."

She gave a thumbs up.

The barrage in the live broadcast room flashed very fast.

[This color looks delicious, I wish I couldn’t take a bite myself]

[I was so greedy that I walked around the kitchen and finally took a sip of soy sauce/smile]

[Sisters who are losing weight remember me, drink water when you are thirsty, slap your mouth when you are hungry/be strong]

There are also people who don’t pay attention to the food.

[Some time ago, I gritted my teeth and ordered a suit. I was so happy that I didn’t finish it. Today I found out that it was the same style as the waiter/covered my face and laughed while crying]

[I know this restaurant. It costs five figures for a meal, so it’s very difficult to get an appointment.]

【How many did you say? ! Okay, okay, I’ll learn more from the blogger]

Zhao Wenwen smiled lively: "The dishes in this restaurant taste great, and, let me tell you secretly,"

She came closer to the camera pretending to be mysterious: "The little brother here who plays the piano is very handsome!"

The barrage was very cooperative: [Can you take a look! Want to see it! 】

[Wenwen said he is handsome, so he must be a handsome guy! 】

[Does Wenwen want to strike up a conversation? 】

"Wait for me, let me turn the camera."

Zhao Wenwen raised her cell phone, stood up and walked to the railing, focusing her camera on the bandstand in the middle of the hall on the first floor.

The second floor is some distance away, and the image captured by the camera is a bit blurry. The young man playing the piano with his head slightly bowed has a handsome figure, and his face is smooth and handsome towards the side of the camera.

The barrage started making noise:

[This guy looks really handsome! 】

[Can’t see clearly, sister! Come closer! 】

[Pull the camera closer]

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll try to zoom in to see if I can see clearly, ah..."

Before she could adjust the camera, the restaurant manager suddenly walked into the frame, blocking the young man's figure.

Here, Tan Jingyu held down the keys, the slow and gentle music stopped, and he turned his head: "Manager?"

"Xiao Tan, a distinguished guest has ordered a song."

The manager handed over a piece of paper with the music score written on it and warned: "Perform well and make sure your guests are satisfied."

It’s common to request songs, but this is the first time I’ve seen someone send me the sheet music. Is it a rare song?

Tan Jingyu took the music score and scanned it roughly, his expression slightly changed.

"How about it, can you play it?"

Seeing his strange expression, the manager asked quickly.

Tan Jingyu pursed his lips and read the music score carefully again to make sure he read it correctly.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Who wrote this score?"

"It was written by the distinguished guest himself."

The manager's mind was racing: "Is there a mistake in the score? Please correct it when you play. The guests will definitely not notice the small changes."

"Nothing wrong."

Tan Jingyu calmed down his emotions, clamped the music score, and said calmly: "It's a perfect score, and it's also very difficult."

Upon hearing this, the manager hesitated and said: "It's very difficult. Are you okay?"

"It's okay for now. Once I finish playing this song, there will be a problem."

The manager was confused: "What's the problem?"

Tan Jingyu said calmly: "I will be complained."

The score is indeed perfect and extremely difficult. A variety of difficult techniques are crammed into one song, but problems arise.

Just like stir-fried tuna and beef foie gras, mixed with caviar and gold foil, both are exquisite, but they don't blend together.

"This……"

The manager scratched his head and asked tentatively: "How unpleasant would it sound?"

"It's disgusting to hear," Tan Jingyu paused and added, "It's disgusting."

manager:"……"

He was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Xiao Tan, you are exaggerating. It's just one song. You can play it no matter how ugly it is."

Zhao Wenwen has been here many times and has rich experience. She explained to Danmu:

"It's very common for guests to order music. I just don't know why the manager stood there talking for so long this time."

She waited for a while, saw the manager walking away, and quickly zoomed in: "It's about to begin. Let me tell you, this little brother plays really well. Enjoy it..."

"Clang!"

The sound of the piano sounded, Zhao Wenwen's smile froze and she blinked.

The young man still looks handsome while playing the piano. His slender fingers are on the black and white keys. He is wearing a white suit and has an extraordinary temperament like Prince Charming.

But the music that pops up...

The horse is dead.

The barrage was silent for a moment.

[It sounds so urgent and unpleasant. Can this be said? 】

[Is this the taste of the legendary rich people? 】

[Sure enough, not everyone can be a rich person. I will have a heart attack if I listen to this song for one more second]

Good-sounding music may not necessarily be praised by everyone, but bad-sounding music can gain consensus.

Zhao Wenwen: ...What's going on! Who ordered such an ugly song?

Barrage: [The handsome guy who was originally pleasing to the eye has become disgusting]

The score is not long, just one short piece.

The manager was dumbfounded and marveled that such terrible music could really exist in the world, while thinking about how to compensate the traumatized guests.

The sound of the piano gradually faded, and the room fell into an eerie silence, so the woman's laughter was particularly obvious.

"Hahaha."

Jiang Xinlian was lying on the railing on the third floor, laughing so hard that she couldn't stand up straight.

The people below were startled and looked up.

The bright-looking girl smiled wantonly, not caring about the attention of others, and her raised eyebrows were full of pride.

Zhao Wenwen opened her eyes wide and quickly cut off the live broadcast.

She recognized who this was, the eldest lady of the Jiang family, the daughter of Ji Qingyu.

Tan Jingyu withdrew his gaze and remained calm.

Jiang Xinlian stopped laughing, took the tissue handed by the bodyguard and wiped it.

She stood at a high position, so her words could be clearly heard by others without raising her voice.

"It seems that everyone doesn't like the song I ordered."

Who would like such a song?

"Well, as compensation," Jiang Xinlian said with a smile, "Everyone is free of charge tonight."

free? Did she mean free of charge?

The owner behind this five-star restaurant was originally Ji Qingyu, the wife of the Jiang family, but just a few days ago, Ji Qingyu gave the restaurant to her daughter.

It turns out to be this young lady!

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

Jiang Xinlian didn't care what they were thinking and turned around to leave.

After walking a few steps, I remembered something, turned around and said to the bodyguard:

"Go and tell the manager to fire him."

he?

Chen Yu thought for a moment: "Are you talking about Master Jingyu?"

"Hmm, then tell him,"

Jiang Xinlian didn't know what she thought of, and smiled slightly: "I'll wait for him upstairs."