Although the small table's location isn't great, Xu Xiangbei was starving, his stomach sticking to his back, and didn't want to look for another restaurant. He pointed at the small table and said, "There are just three of us, let's keep it simple and sit in the hall."
Ouyang Yufei laughed, "I'm treating you to dinner today, I'm glad you're not picky. Let's sit in the hall, but even if it's simple, we have to have a big duck-billed fish."
Hearing that they'd be having duck-billed fish, the owner grinned, "Director Ouyang always knows what's good. All our fish are freshly caught live on the same day, killed right in front of you, absolutely fresh. It's a coincidence, there's just one duck-billed fish left, as if it was saved just for you."
Ouyang Jiahui pointed at the duck-billed fish swimming happily in the fish tank and said excitedly, "That's the one I want."
