“Oh my God, National Cuisine!”
Everyone knew that National Cuisine was the most luxurious restaurant in the country!
Not to mention eating inside, even if you go in for a cup of coffee, you could brag about it for a long time.
It was not that the consumption here was ridiculously high, but people who can go in must be its members.
If you want to get a membership card here, you have to spend more than eight million at least.
Anyone who spent more than eight million in a restaurant must be a psychopath, right?
Because of this, it was not easy to get into National Cuisine, and it was a symbol of status to have a membership card.
Lauretta looked at the two big golden words of National Cuisine and her eyes were full of stars.
This was her dream place!
Many of those dudes who used to pursue her bought her luxury goods, but none of them could bring her here.
She immediately took a photo of the Maybach with her cell phone and another one of herself in front of the National Cuisine and posted it online.
Yolande, on the other hand, did not say a word, her face was gloomy.
She wondered if the Simmons family was a member of National Cuisine, then Queenie should have access to this place as well.
Then why didn’t Queenie ever bring her here?!
They each walked in with their own thoughts. When it came time to order, Sarah and Lauretta both ordered one dish in a subtle and cautious manner.
After all, the food here was expensive as hell. If they needed to go Dutch, they may not be able to afford it with their one month’s meal expenses.
And even if it was on Vanessa, they can’t order too much.
Only Yolande, she actually ordered all the signature dishes of National Cuisine and asked for two bottles of seventy-five years of Bordeaux.
Seeing the unbelievable amount automatically settled on the menu, Sarah’s eyes were about to fall out.
“Yolande, are you out of your mind? Do you know the price of so many dishes?”
Yolande sneered and looked at Vanessa, “I’m sure Miss Simmons won’t let us equalize the cost, right?”
This statement was undoubtedly forcing Vanessa to pay the bill, otherwise, she would be stingy.
Yolande’s behavior obviously pissed both Lauretta and Sarah off.
Vanessa, however, didn’t care at all.
“Order whatever you want, I get this, don’t worry.”
This was exactly what Yolande wanted to hear. She immediately took the menu and continued to order, and ordered whatever was expensive.
Until finally there were so many dishes that the whole table could not be placed.
Sarah glanced at Vanessa with concern, because she had just taken a look at the bill, which was a six-digit amount bill and she didn’t even see it clearly.
Vanessa saw her concern and patted her on the back.
“Easy, just help yourself at home.”
Two hours later, Sarah and Yolande were eating so much that they couldn’t take another bite of this delicious food, while Lauretta had been frantically taking pictures and sending them to her friends.
As for Vanessa, she dined at this restaurant as if she were in her own home, not to mention that she had little appetite. It was just a way to replenish energy.
She simply ate a little, had two sips of red wine, and did not continue to eat.
When it finally came time to check out, Yolande gloated and paid attention to Vanessa’s movements.
She just didn’t buy it that Vanessa was willing to pay so much at once to treat nobody like them.
However, when the waiter came in to settle the bill, Vanessa threw a black card on the table casually.
‘swipe at will, no password.”