God Level Golden Eye

Song Yun didn't know what happened later. After leaving, Gong Liman said that he would like to eat, but there was nothing to do, so he agreed. The two drove around for a long time, and finally stopped in front of an office building.

Song Yun got out of the car and looked up to the sky. He couldn't help but feel dizzy. The office building was a bit high. The top floors seemed to have been inserted into the clouds. I don't know if it was an illusion. The whole thing was shaking.

"Shall we eat in a place like this?"

Song Yun is a bit unreliable. In such a tall building, if something happens, there will be nowhere to run, so it is impossible to jump off with a parachute on him.

"Yes!"

"We are eating at this place!"

"The top floor!"

"I reserved a seat and things are not bad."

Gong Liman said and walked in, Song Yun could only follow in, sitting in the elevator, and it took a long time to stop.

Song Yun went out, looked around, and found that the place was very large, but only five tables were placed near the window. The rest of the place was all sofa tea tables, wine cabinets, small bars, billiard tables, and so on.

"No way?"

"In such a big place, could it be said that there are only 5 tables for eating?"

Song Yun was surprised.

"Yes, there are only 5 tables a day in this place. There is no way. There is only one chef who calls the chef. The important thing is that the chef is not short of money at all, it is all about interest."

Gong Liman laughed as she spoke.

What can Song Yun say?

Such a large place, such a high place, and a place near the window, the scenery is definitely great at night. Opening a large restaurant in this kind of place, as long as the food is not unpleasant, can definitely make a lot of money , Now only five tables are set up, and one table is rented and sold for one hundred and several hundred thousand. Otherwise, it is impossible to make money. In other words, the person who opened this shop is not trying to make money at all.

"Who is talking about me behind my back?"

Song Yun looked back and saw that a young girl came over. She was no more than twenty-five years old. She was of medium-to-higher appearance and a bit thin, but the temperament on her body was very indifferent and very special. profound.

"Lin Mengyao, my best friend is a cook who doesn't want to make money."

"Song Yun, playing antiques, very good."

Gong Liman introduced it.

"Song Yun?"

"Meet for the first time!"

"A lot of advice!"

Lin Mengyao laughed, her eyes rolling around, looking up and down at Song Yun.

"Hello!"

"Don't dare to be it!"

Song Yun sighed again. When Lin Mengyao was speaking, she stared at herself and knew what it meant.

"I have a treat for this meal today!"

"It is rare for Gong Liman to bring a man!"

"I don't know what you want to eat?"

Lin Mengyao smiled brighter.

"You have meat!"

"I'm a hillbilly, I can't eat high-end food, you can just get it!"

Song Yun knew that the person who could get a restaurant in this place was definitely not a simple character, he must have a unique skill, but he did not have the level of taste.

"really!"

"At first glance, he is a real person!"

Lin Mengyao gave a thumbs up.

Song Yun couldn't speak at this moment.

"Don't talk so much nonsense!"

"I'm a little hungry, get something to eat!"

Gong Liman stabbed Lin Mengyao in the waist.

"Row!"

"Then you come with me!"

Lin Mengyao nodded and pulled Gong Liman into it.

Song Yun sat alone on the sofa for a while, very boring, so he simply found the wine cabinet, which was filled with red wine, white wine, and foreign wine. Some had labels, some had no labels, some labels were very old and some were new.

"what?"

"No way?"

Song Yun ran to the wine cabinet, but it was because of boredom, but he soon discovered that his abilities could actually work under this situation. He just picked up a bottle of wine, the label on it was a bit old, and he used it subconsciously. I wiped my hand and saw white light. Although it was not strong, it was indeed white light.

Song Yun picked up other wines and tried a dozen bottles in a row, only to find that only a few of them would glow, and most of them were not off.

Lin Mengyao certainly cannot have fake wine here, which means that those that shine are good wines, and those that don’t shine are just ordinary wines, but the white light emitted from the wine is relatively weak, and most of them have to be rubbed with your hands. Will appear, only a few of them can be seen directly with the eyes, and you have to concentrate on it.

Song Yun stepped back a few steps, raised his head, staring at the wine cabinet occupying a large wall, and spotted two dozen bottles of wine emitting white light.