"Come, try some Australian spiny lobster. Everyone, please help yourself." Huo Congjun was calling for the group to eat, and even his fierce expression became gentle. "Young He, don't be shy. You're still young and have a good appetite, so please, eat more… Come, let's have a toast!"
He Liang immediately lifted his glass, leaned across the table, and knocked it against Huo Congjun's glass. Then, he drank it in one gulp before he took a big piece of lobster meat from the plate held by the young and beautiful waitress who kept sneaking glances at Ling Ran, and he stuffed it in his mouth.
When the spiciness from the Baijiu matched the aroma of the Australian spiny lobster, He Liang felt the guilty pleasure of eating such an expensive item bloom on his taste buds.
When He Liang looked at tens of waiters around him, the private room that was large enough for a basketball game, the delicacies that were served, and the old guests who had wrinkles, he was even more fascinated.
