Because of Sun Yukun's straightforwardness, Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu exchanged a smile. Although they wouldn't really let him pay, retreating when facing difficulty was quite necessary.
If he tries to show off... he'll regret it himself later.
They didn't go into the exclusive private room; after all, the private rooms are too expensive these days, not daring to enter. They casually booked a big room and ordered their own meals.
Luo Qianqian generously ordered a serving of fried noodles for herself and a three-taste egg custard for An Hao.
He Wenyu went straight ahead and ordered the cheapest noodles, while Deng Ming cooperatively ordered a simple meal.
As for the savvy trio and Elvis, who was dragged along to eat, they also ordered relatively inexpensive items.
In Sun Yukun's eyes, this was blatant contempt. With a decisive wave of his hand, he ordered all ten signature dishes of the day, because there were no prices on the menu...
