The smug smile on Shen Lu's face was getting on Xue Can's nerves. Then, a thought struck him.
"By the way, does your offer to treat me to a meal still stand, Boss Shen?"
Shen Lu's smile faltered. "Umm... it does."
"There's no time like the present. Let's make it today."
"Now?" Shen Lu's eyes widened. "Not right now, I'm busy with other things."
"Tonight, then." Xue Can quickly locked in the time. "If you're making a full spread just for me, you won't be using ingredients from those local suppliers, will you, Boss Shen?"
Shen Lu shot Xue Can an annoyed glare. "I won't."
Seeing her unhappy expression, Xue Can felt satisfied. A smirk touched his lips. "In that case, I'll trouble you again at seven this evening."
"Fine, it's a deal." Since she had made the promise herself, she'd have to follow through eventually—better sooner than later. "Are there any dishes you'd like to eat? But let's get this straight, the maximum is eight dishes."
