After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

Shen Bingning responded with a warm smile, but behind that smile was her inner determination.

She was tired of playing the weak and helpless role, and was unwilling to endure any unreasonable bullying.

"Brother Song, I've figured it out. Teaching people a lesson is my style."

Her words were concise and powerful, revealing a determination that could not be ignored.

Song Yu and Zhang Quan looked at each other in confusion, obviously not yet able to follow Shen Bingning's train of thought.

"what do you mean?"

They both asked in unison, confusion in their eyes.

Shen Bingning didn't explain much, but walked straight to the waiter, with a sneer on her face: "Why, the guests are here, don't you know how to lead the way?"

Her aura suddenly became fierce, causing the waiter to involuntarily take a step back, but he quickly pretended to be calm and sneered back, "Miss, don't blame me for not reminding you, this is not a place you can afford to spend money on!"

"Minding other people's business is asking for trouble."

Shen Bingning responded sharply, without giving in at all, and every word she said was powerful.

The waiter was so angry at Shen Bingning's sharp words that he was about to retort, but he saw Shen Bingning had already bypassed him and turned back to shout at Song Yu: "Brother Song, why are you standing there? Come in and let him see what she has to say."

There was a firmness in her tone that brooked no rejection.

Zhang Quan looked at Song Yu, his eyes filled with both expectation and hesitation: "Brother Cheng, this..."

Although Song Yu was surprised by Shen Bingning's sudden change, he was more supportive and trustful of her. He nodded and said firmly, "Then let's go together."

A group of people followed Shen Bingning and quietly walked into the restaurant.

The interior decoration is even more luxurious than the outside. The magnificent decoration makes people feel as if they are in another world. It is dazzling and magnificent.

"Oh, gentlemen——"

The smiling waiter froze his smile instantly after seeing the clothes of the people. Instead, he showed impatience and contempt. He waved his hand casually and said, "If you are looking for work, go and queue up in the kitchen."

"Is this how you treat guests?"

Shen Bingning's voice was as cold as ice, and every word was clear: "Take us to the best seat."

Song Yu was shocked when he heard this, and quickly moved closer to Shen Bingning, reminding her in a low voice: "Miss Shen, the best seat is not cheap, and your little money may..."

His concerns are not unfounded. After all, the best position often means a high price.

The second brother lazily glanced at everyone, his tone full of disdain: "Girl, you'd better think carefully. The price of that position is not something that everyone can afford."

Shen Bingning seemed unusually calm. She crossed her arms over her chest, looking confident, with a confident smile on her face: "Lead the way."

This sentence is not only an order to the waiter, but also a declaration of his own determination.

At this moment, she is no longer the weak woman who accepts everything, but Shen Bingning who dares to challenge injustice and acts in her own way.

The waiter sighed softly, and there seemed to be a hint of helplessness and tolerance in that breath. His eyes moved over her, as if silently blaming her for her ignorance of the world. However, in this line of work, customer satisfaction always comes first.

So, he bent down slightly, with a humble attitude, pointed his finger lightly upstairs, and said in a gentle and polite voice: "This way, please."

The so-called best location is actually an elegant private room in the center of the second floor of the restaurant. Its uniqueness lies in the finely carved window lattice. The scenery outside the window is like a flowing scroll, taking in the prosperity and bustle of the restaurant's surroundings.

As you push the door open, a faint scent of incense quietly penetrates your nose. The walls on the east and west sides are covered with calligraphy and paintings by famous artists, each of which exudes an extraordinary aura and is pleasing to the eye.

In the center of the room, there is an octagonal table made of mahogany with a warm luster. The light and shadow reflected on the table seem to be telling stories of the past. Underfoot is a bluestone slab polished by time to be as smooth as a mirror. In the center is a soft and delicate rabbit fur carpet, which adds a bit of luxury and warmth. The whole space is extraordinary in style and full of elegance.

Song Yu and his companions' eyes widened. Faced with this unprecedented luxurious scene, their expressions showed both surprise and shock.

Zhang Quan couldn't hold back his excitement, and he jumped into the house like a happy little deer, ran to the window, and lay there, his eyes flashing with childlike excitement: "From here, the whole view of Ningjiang is in full view!"

Song Yu was also touched by this sudden magnificent scenery, and the long-lost innocence in his heart quietly emerged. He quickly walked to the window, his eyes through the window lattice. In the distance, the tranquil and magnificent Ningjiang River was like a green ribbon, flowing slowly. The weeping willows on both sides of the river danced lightly in the wind. It was so beautiful that it made people feel relaxed and happy. He almost got drunk in this beautiful scenery.

Seeing this, the waiter secretly sneered in his heart, thinking that these guests were really surprised by what they had seen and that Ou Jiangjing could make them so excited.

However, among this group of people, there was one person whose reaction surprised him.

Since Shen Bingning stepped into this elegant room, she has been sitting quietly on the chair, as if all the noise from the outside world has nothing to do with her. There is only indifference and detachment in her eyes.

The second brother's eyes accidentally met Shen Bingning's. She calmly ordered the dishes, her voice cold and firm: "One of your signature dishes, everyone."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone who was immersed in the beautiful scenery was stunned, as if cold water was poured on their heads. They turned to look at this seemingly weak but dominant woman, their eyes full of surprise.

"Sir, do you mean that we have to taste all the signature dishes?"

The waiter raised his eyebrows, with a hint of surprise in his tone, but he also reminded me kindly, "Even the cheapest dishes here cost dozens of taels of silver per serving."

"hiss--"

When Song Yu and others heard the price, they all took a deep breath.

You have to know that they usually live frugally, and their monthly expenses may not add up to as much as this cheapest dish.

Such consumption is simply an astronomical figure for them.

Song Yu wanted to say something to dissuade this seemingly impulsive decision, but Shen Bingning just raised her eyes slightly, gave him a look full of confidence and determination, and then waved her hand freely: "All in!"

The waiter withdrew his gaze half-believingly. Although he was still confused, he turned around and left, ready to convey this ambitious order to the kitchen.

After the second brother left, they were the only ones left in the room. Song Yu could no longer hold back his worries. He frowned and said solemnly, "Miss Shen, let's see how much it is when we pay the bill. We brothers will split it in half."

"How about that?"