Tang Zong felt a little strange. Could it be that this waiter knew him?
no, even if they knew each other, he should have asked what they wanted to drink today. instead, he should have asked what they wanted to drink today.
The former meant that it was his first time here, while the latter emphasized that he had been here before!
Tang Zong was a little puzzled, but he didn't have time to think about it. He said,"I'm driving today, so I can't drink. But Yingluo is with a friend, so of course I have to drink a glass of whiskey."
the waiter nodded and said,"okay, yingluo."
"How many of you?" he asked the other four foreigners.
They each ordered the wine they wanted to drink, but the young man didn't ask for anything.
Farnhill, who had been holding Tang Zong down all the way here, raised his glass and said to Tang Zong, " come on, tang. we haven't seen you for a long time, but you look better than before. we're surprised! "
