Wife is a Lawyer novel Chapter 1468

"The boss called you?"

Hank, who got out of the car, walked up to Rene and saw her on the phone, so he didn't make a sound.

"Ugh, you Mr. Alston is so pathetic. Ms. Hale is so heartless to him even after he lost his memory." Rene put away his phone and muttered.

As she was talking, she suddenly thought of what happened in the office today, and her pretty face immediately turned colder, "How dare you say that, if it wasn't for you today, how could I have been scolded by Ms. Hale?"

Hank looked innocent, "What does it have to do with me."

"Of course it matters! How could Ms. Hale have cursed me if you hadn't asked me to deliver your stuff?"

Rene stomped his foot in anger, "Hmph, just wait, this is not over until you are properly slaughtered today."

After saying that, she walked in with a big smile towards Hillingdon Western Restaurant.

As soon as he heard Rene say he was going to give him a hard time, Hank quickly stepped forward, "Oh, oh, don't, don't get angry. Anger is not good for your health, besides, you girls have to keep in shape, you will gain weight if you eat too much."

Hillington consumption is so expensive, Rene to really recklessly order food, afraid that his monthly salary will have to take in.

"Don't worry, it's not like I Rene can't find a male friend, fat or not fat has nothing to do with you."

Rene sauntered into the Western restaurant.

The two went up to the 36th floor with the waiter and chose a seat by the window.

The Hillingdon restaurant is very quiet, with seats set in window seats and partitions between each table, topped with Swarovski crystal lights, and a piano in the center of the hall, with a pianist playing music.

As expected of a high-class Western restaurant, the decoration is high-class, the environment is elegant, and it is quite pleasant to be immersed in the romantic piano music.

"What would you like to order, gentlemen?"

The waiter hands the menu to Rene and Hank.

Rene took the menu and placed it on the table and said to the waiter, "Bring one of your hottest single-serve menus."

" Yes, ma'am."

The waiter answered.

"Wait."

Hank immediately asked, "How much is the hottest single package?"

Although he has been working with Peter for many years, he has not come here to eat once, and he really does not know what the upper limit of a Western meal is.

"The original price was thirty-seven thousand six hundred."

The waiter quoted the price.

"Er ......"

Thirty-seven thousand six hundred?

Hank only felt a pang of pain, but on second thought he was scolded by the young lady for asking Rene to deliver something today, and he couldn't refuse.

"Okay." He nodded and politely asked Rene again, "What else would you like to eat?"

"Eating Western food without wine?"

Rene was smart enough to see Hank's pained but gritted teeth look and said to the waiter, "Bring a bottle of the best wine in your restaurant."

"Good ......"

"Wait!"

The waiter just finished a word, Hank could not help himself, immediately said to Rene: "We drove here, how to drink and drive? It will revoke your license."

"It's okay, you can call a chauffeur."

Rene propped his elbows on the desktop, resting his chin, looking at Hank with an innocent face, his red lips slightly hooked, and a playful smile.

Hank: "......"

He knew Rene would rip him off, but never thought Rene would ruthlessly let him bleed. "That ...... I happen to have a bottle of red wine in my car, let me go get it now."

"Sir, our restaurant prohibits bringing your own alcoholic beverage oh." The waiter reminded very politely.

"Uh-huh, you hear me, you can't bring your own alcohol here oh."

Rene raised his eyebrows, and his eyes took on a slightly teasing look.

She just said that to the waiter on purpose to see Hank make a fool of himself.

He could afford the single set menu at Hillingdon Western for more than 30,000, but there was simply no cap on the price of drinks at Hillingdon.

He can't afford to hire!