No matter how you look at it, Zhou Yuwen is a big boss now, frequenting high-end spots, like these Japanese restaurants. He often brings Zheng Yanyan and the others, or dines with business partners, and every meal sets him back a good few thousand bucks.
But truth be told, Zhou Yuwen doesn't feel there's much of a difference; isn't it all just food? It's all the same cold, raw taste anyway.
He's pretty happy with a meal for just two hundred.
However, what he didn't know was that Li Shiqi felt the pinch of this meal as it cost four hundred yuan. She was mostly amazed by Zhou Yuwen's wastefulness, eating just two or three bites of each dish, and then claiming he was full.
"Do you still want to eat?" Zhou Yuwen asked, just as Li Shiqi was about to eat a little more.
Her hand, which was reaching out, hovered for a moment and then reluctantly pulled back: "Oh, I'm full too."
"Okay, so, should we continue shopping?"
