The approval from Fu Yu made Lin Minghao feel increasingly close to this cousin of his from his aunt's family.
He felt like he'd finally met a mentor who could see his potential without looking down on him or thinking he was being unrealistic.
By the end of the meal, Fu Yu was regarded as a confidant by Lin Minghao.
The table looked like it was full, but it was mostly seafood with little substance once the shells were discarded, and the two of them, in their early twenties, were at their most ravenous age.
The brothers put their heads together and cleaned the entire table without wasting a bit.
When it came time to pay, Fu Yu didn't let Lin Minghao follow him.
The dishes that Zhao Meng had sent weren't on the bill after all, and the restaurant gave him an employee discount, totaling four hundred and seventy.
Holding the bill, Fu Yu felt quite wealthy!
Spending over four hundred on a meal without feeling much pain.
