The restaurant door opened, and servers pushed in one enormous trash can after another with carts.
They picked up the dishes that Luo had only taken a small bite from the table, pouring them one by one into the trash cans.
Yes, this is Luo's unique quirk.
The uneaten food, she wouldn't give to others or pack away, but must watch it be thrown into the trash cans, enjoying that feeling of wasting food after being sated.
Just like that, everyone simply watched as dish after dish of gourmet food was discarded.
Although the host was Zhao Yiming, and with his wealth, the money spent on this meal was nothing.
They often wasted food too, but to this extent, it truly was a first-time sight.
This person is really difficult to comprehend.
Watching the servers throw all hundred dishes into the trash cans, Luo finally turned her gaze towards Zhao Yiming across the room, smiling and said, "President Zhao, thank you for the hospitality, the cuisine you prepared satisfied me greatly."
