Xiao Huizi and He Xiaoer

Just as Xu Zhihui picked up the beads, the door of the private room opened and the person who came in was the manager of the Little Skylark Restaurant, named Zhou Jiang, a man in his forties.

This man with his butt on fire came rushing over like a hot wheel. I don't know if he has super hearing or super vision, but he knew the incident so quickly after it happened.

Manager Zhou recognized He Zhijing at a glance, and immediately came up to them with a smile on his face, solemnly apologizing to He Zhijing and Xu Zhihui.

Zhou Jiang was only the manager of a branch of Jizha Catering Company, and he didn't dare to offend He Zhijing. He knew that Mr. He was friends with Xiao Wen, the owner of Jizha Catering, and it was said that he was also good friends with Xiao Wen's boss.

Seeing the stains all over He Zhijing's body, Zhou Jiang's face turned pale. After understanding the reason, he decided to fire the waitress on the spot and let her compensate for Mr. He's clothes. All the consumption of Mr. He and Ms. Xu tonight will be waived, and all dishes will be remade immediately.

"Mr. He, do you think this will work?"

Manager Zhou stood aside respectfully, waiting for He Zhijing's opinion. The waitress lowered her head with tears in her eyes, and the waiter was still holding the plate in his hand. No one dared to move.

He Zhijing didn't care how the restaurant handled it, let alone any compensation. He didn't say anything, but just looked at Xu Zhihui with interest, wondering what he was thinking.

Xu Zhihui was very depressed. She just wanted to have a good dinner and go home. But when would she be able to have this meal?

She thought that Master He was the president of a large group and he didn't care about that little compensation. But she couldn't make a decision for Master He, otherwise, she would wave her hand and say, "No need to compensate, hurry up and serve me the food, I'm waiting to eat."

The manager saw that He Zhijing had not responded and his eyes were always on Miss Xu opposite him. The manager was also a man who was good at observing people's expressions, so he immediately turned around and asked Xu Zhihui: "Miss Xu, what do you think?"

Xu Zhihui couldn't sit still any longer and said, "Manager, firing this waitress is too serious. This was an accident, an unintentional mistake."

He Zhijing finally spoke up: "Manager Zhou, since Miss Xu has spoken, we will listen to her opinions."

Xu Zhihui glared at He Zhijing, feeling that he was just waiting for her to speak.

"Manager Zhou, the responsibility is actually all mine, and has nothing to do with the waitress."

When Xu Zhihui finished speaking, everyone was surprised. No one had expected this. The manager and He Zhijing didn't react for a moment, and the waitress couldn't understand it, but a hope ignited in her heart, and she looked at Xu Zhihui with eyes like she saw a savior.

The waitress did not want to be fired. As a member of a company affiliated with Jiangshan Beauty Group, she was equivalent to one of millions of employees, which represented an honor and pride, not to mention the high salary and good benefits. She would rather lose money than be fired.

Xu Zhihui spread out her palm, with a sparkling bead in the palm. She said frankly, "This pearl was originally inlaid on my shoe. I was in such a hurry when I came here that it somehow got loose and fell to the ground. The waitress stepped on the bead just now, so she fell. This is how accidents happen. Anyone who steps on it will slip and fall. It's not the lady's fault. It's my fault!"

She slightly raised her straight, white, perfect legs that made all women jealous, pointed at the high-heeled shoe on her foot, and said, "Here."

"This……"

The manager was in a bit of a dilemma and didn't know what to do. Miss Xu said so, but it couldn't be considered her fault. It was purely an unintentional and low-probability incident. The blame should be put on the unlucky waiter.

He Zhijing looked at her with a complex look that was very surprising, somewhat admiring, and difficult to describe. This woman was really interesting, very different from other women, sincere and kind, without any affectation.

"Manager Zhou, Mr. He's clothes are dirty. It's my fault after all. I will compensate you," Xu Zhihui continued.

She thought that compensation was necessary, and it was only natural that she should pay it. Alas, Mr. He's clothes were not cheap, and it would cost her a lot of money.

"Ah?" The manager was shocked. Miss Xu was too honest. Even if the waiter didn't have to compensate, the restaurant should have to compensate.

He Zhijing looked at Xu Zhihui, raised a sly smile, and said, "Manager Zhou, make another dish for Miss Xu immediately. Miss Xu said that the waitress was right, so let her be right, and don't blame her. Let's leave it at that!"

He Zhijing made the final decision.

"Okay." The manager nodded immediately.

"Bring my dish here." He Zhijing felt relieved and waved to the male waiter.

"Mr. He, the food is cold. Let me make you another one." The manager was surprised again. Has President He become so easy to talk to?

"No, I'm hungry."

At this moment, everyone felt relieved.

The manager quickly asked the waiter to clean up and leave together, not daring to stay there any longer.

The room became quiet again.

He Zhijing slowly and methodically tidied the tabletop, and elegantly arranged the various tableware, meticulously, too meticulously. Every plate and dish had to be placed in its place, as if he couldn't eat otherwise.

Others thought that He Zhijing just had obsessive-compulsive disorder, but Xu Zhihui thought that this young master He was just whining and showing off. Deliberate, absolutely deliberate.

Xu Zhihui got angry as soon as she saw it, and teased, "Master He, I think you should go to the bathroom and wash up now. You didn't do what you should have done, and you did what you shouldn't have done."

He Zhijing said with a smirk, "Miss Xu, everything that needs to be cleaned has been cleaned. Didn't you help me clean it? I really thank you. But if you feel it's not clean enough, come on, I don't mind letting you clean it a few more times."

"I just want to throw water on you now."

"It doesn't matter. It's wet, so be it. You have to compensate me for my clothes anyway. You said so yourself, and you can't deny it."

Xu Zhihui was furious.

This man's face is like the granite on the flagstone road outside, thick, hard and very wear-resistant. Don't even think about using your feet to wear it out, it's impossible, in the end, the only thing you'll wear out is the soles of your shoes.

"Ms. Xu, has anyone forgotten how I got all these stains on my body?"

Xu Zhihui was suddenly speechless. She couldn't refute this point because the other person was blocking for her.

She murmured, "Well, thank you. Really!"

He Zhijing smiled and said, "We're even. You were embarrassed when you came here, and now I'm embarrassed too after being splashed all over. We're even now."

"Yes, I agree."

He Zhijing started to eat his foie gras marinated fish fillet, although it was a little cold, it was still acceptable. It must be said that the standard of high-end restaurants is high. Every dish in front of He Zhijing is very fragrant and tempting, making people drool just by looking at it.

Xu Zhihui could only drink water to satisfy her hunger, and she would secretly glance at the opposite side from time to time.

He Zhijing smiled, handed the plate of French oysters to her, and said, "Hey, I'm not a stingy person, you fill your stomach first."

Xu Zhihui is not a delicate person. She pretends to be a lady even though she is hungry. That is not her style.

She did it right away. A hungry person didn't care about manners, she just sucked it up in one gulp.

She ate two more, but resisted the urge to swallow the last one, which would have been a bit too much. She handed the remaining one back to He Zhijing.

Soon, all their dishes were served, and dessert was also served.

Xu Zhihui's eyes were filled with tears, and she smiled like an auntie. Thank God, she could finally have dinner.

Then there was a gust of wind, and the clouds were swept away, and the mountains and rivers were swallowed up. Finally, the leaves fell without a trace, and everything disappeared in smoke.

He Zhijing saw her like a hungry ghost coming out of confinement, which made people laugh to death. Woman, do you still want to behave? After all, you are still on a blind date, so why do you disregard your image?

"President He, you are very powerful. The restaurant manager is so submissive in front of you, like a little follower. Tell me quietly, are you a hidden royal family?"

Xu Zhihui was full and felt happy both physically and mentally. She asked curiously with a teasing tone, and her tone became relaxed.

"I have some friendship with the CEO of Jizha." He Zhijing answered while eating.

"Is there another CEO above the CEO of Jicha?" Xu Zhihui took a sip of juice, and the curiosity of the onlookers increased with the sourness of the plum juice.

"Yes." He Zhijing answered coldly.

"Is there another boss above the boss's boss?" Xu Zhihui kept asking.

"Have."

“Is there another boss above the boss’ boss’ boss?”

"Have."

"Why is Jizha called Little Skylark?"

"It's just that this branch is called Little Skylark."

“What are the other branches called?”

"Gray sparrows, little swallows, canaries, orioles, everything."

"Are there any white rabbits?"

"No."

"Why not call it Little White Rabbit? It would be much better to call it Little White Rabbit. Is there a crow?"

"No."

"Have……"

"Stop, Miss Xu Zhihui, can you wait until I finish eating?"

Xu Zhihui laughed. She deliberately disturbed the meal of this young master He to see how much patience he could put up. This lady would definitely take revenge. Who made him show off in front of her just now?

However, Master He's eating manners were really nice, elegant, gentle, quiet and focused.

Xu Zhihui unconsciously placed one hand on the table, supporting her chin, and stared at him.

This man is not only good-looking, but also has a charming temperament. No wonder he is a popular person. But when he doesn't speak or has a stern face, he looks a little cold.

Xu Zhihui thought about the women he mentioned. Why didn't these women impress him? Was it true that none of them did?

Moonlight shines in from the glass window. The autumn moonlight is bright and clear.

It’s 8:25 at night, so beautiful.

He Zhijing finished eating and poured the last drop of red wine between his two slightly red thin lips, then wiped his lips and the corners of his mouth with a white napkin.

Xu Zhihui finished the last spoonful of the chocolate mousse dessert, and it was time to leave.

"Give me your cell phone." Xu Zhihui wiped her mouth and handed it over with her fair and tender hand, making people suspect that she was asking for money.

"What?" He Zhijing looked horrified.

"I'll pay you back." Xu Zhihui gave him a fierce look.

"What money?"

“Clothes money.”

"I want clothes, not money."

"??? What do you mean?"

"Compensate me for my clothes, what do you mean?"

"What a joke."

"I never joke."

"Let...let me buy you clothes???"

"If you don't buy it, what are you going to compensate me with?"

"I, I, how can I buy it for you? I don't know your size or preference."

"You figure it out yourself."

"I miss you, you big-headed ghost. How about buying you a set of emperor's new clothes? And a crown as a gift. Master He, put on your crown, put on your new clothes, and go to your He Group Building for a tour."

"Good suggestion. Please send me a carriage for touring and a driver. Miss Xu is very suitable for the position of driver."

Xu Zhihui saw that in addition to He Zhijing's superb expression management, he also unlocked the skill of talking nonsense, and he was not at all inferior in this kind of talk.

"Ms. Xu Zhihui, you don't have to pay. But I remind you that I hold a grudge. I will always remember that you owe me a set of clothes, and I will keep pestering you until the end of time."

He Zhijing left a string of harsh words, saying that communication was totally unnecessary and that compensation had been transformed from simple money to physical objects that required hard work, which was definitely an unequal treaty.

Xu Zhihui clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. The blood rushed to her face and she stared at the man. Her invisible thoughts turned into Sailor Moon. She held her crescent-shaped scepter in her hand, put her hands on her hips, and stood in front of the man with a righteous look.

Tonight, I will destroy you on behalf of the moon.

"I'll buy!"

Hey.