After finishing with Li Xiao Xiao, Jiang Cheng turned to Lu Chuan's girlfriend and activated the Character Scanning System.
[Name: Zheng Ziyi]
[Age: 19]
[Height: 162 cm]
[Appearance: 80]
[Figure: 90]
[Privacy: 0]
[Favorability: 60]
After reading the stats, Jiang Cheng was a bit surprised.
Although Lu Chuan's girlfriend wasn't as beautiful as Li Xiao Xiao
all her values were actually very impressive.
Not to mention the 90-point figure score, a body like that must be a national treasure.
And 80-point looks are already considered outstanding among ordinary people.
In fact, many women in his company were above 80 points.
But ever since he met Yu Xiao Xiao and Zhou Ying—girls whose looks exceeded 90 points—his standards had become picky.
After all, once you're used to gourmet dishes, the merely good ones seem boring.
Still, Lu Chuan's girlfriend was a rare find.
Not only was her favorability toward Jiang Cheng normal, even her privacy value was zero.
Clearly a self-respecting woman.
After chatting for a while, Wang Jian called the Waitress to serve the dishes.
Although a few cold appetizers were on the table, everyone's chopsticks were still clean.
It was clear they had waited for him and no one had started eating.
Wang Jian had pre-ordered everything; they would serve the dishes as soon as Jiang Cheng arrived.
Soon the dishes began to arrive.
A Cantonese restaurant with a per capita spend of ¥600 served very refined dishes.
Wang Jian had also booked a private room.
Even the serving ceremony was elaborate.
More than a dozen Waitress formed a line to bring in the platters.
As they did so, Li Xiao Xiao and Lu Chuan's girlfriend snapped photos madly, showing how much they loved this spectacle.
After all, girls always take pictures first and eat later — the order is sacred.
Si Nian, on the other hand, didn't join in, either uninterested or shy.
Seeing this, Wang Jian shrugged slightly at Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng understood and smiled at him.
Soon the dishes were all served.
Before Jiang Cheng arrived they had already studied the menu.
So they weren't surprised by the presentations.
But for more unusual creations, even Lu Chuan and Wu Kun raised their phones for a quick shot.
Si Nian, who had never seen such things, looked curious.
Pointing to a plate of white, pearl-like balls, she asked Jiang Cheng quietly, "I thought we were eating Cantonese food. What's this? A dish or decoration? Why are they all pearl-shaped?"
This dish wasn't new to Jiang Cheng.
"I guess it's foie gras," he said.
"Foie gras made like this?" she asked in surprise.
"Yeah, many restaurants mold foie gras into various shapes. Pearls, fruits, most commonly cherries, and they look very realistic."
He scooped one up and offered it to her.
Si Nian hesitated.
\"I haven't used this spoon.\
Hearing that, she obediently opened her mouth and tasted it.
The melt-in-the-mouth texture delighted her; it was indeed foie gras, silkier than the unprocessed kind.
As she was about to share her thoughts, she saw Jiang Cheng scoop another with the spoon she had just used.
Just when she was about to say she'd do it herself, Jiang Cheng took a bite with the same spoon.
Noticing her odd look, he asked, "What's wrong?
Realizing he didn't notice anything, she decided she was overthinking.
Throughout the meal Jiang Cheng thoughtfully introduced each dish.
The seemingly ordinary chicken, for example, was stuffed with fish maw and abalone.
Clearly a buddha jumps over the wall.
You cut it open with a fork and ladle the sauce over it.
Jiang Cheng speared an abalone dead center.
After a bite he sighed, "This is top abalone—soft, springy, and utterly fresh."
After his words, Wang Jian, Lu Chuan and Wu Kun's expressions turned odd.
Soon the ¥888 buddha jumps over the wall chicken became a free-for-all.
Not for the fish maw, but for the abalones of different sizes and colors.
After they finished, all three licked their lips meaningfully.
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In contrast
the girls focused on beautiful dishes.
The ¥48 per person red robe milk pudding shaped like a flower, and the ¥38 honeycomb ice cake.
Both desserts captured the three girls' hearts.
When the meal was almost over, Si Nian said, "You're so knowledgeable. This was my first time seeing such dishes."
Jiang Cheng nodded. "Cantonese ingredients are the same; they've just changed the cooking and look. Overall, this place is good, especially the claypot crab rice."
At that, Wang Jian beamed.
By the end of lunch, Wang Jian and the others were no longer stiff around Jiang Cheng.
They realized they had overthought things.
And they noticed Jiang Cheng was different from other Second-generation rich
He didn't look down on them because of wealth; they got along like regular classmates.
Si Nian understood this too.
Though it was Wang Jian's birthday, everyone was circling Jiang Cheng for conversation, showing his status in the dorm.
After eating, they had no other plans.
As they prepared to part ways, Jiang Cheng called them back.
He took out his car key and pressed it. "Wait a sec, I have something for you.
The Lamborghini's headlights lit up, and their eyes widened.
Wang Jian was first to say, "Holy crap, Brother Cheng, you got another car??"