Tonghua looked at the person in front of him blankly, with his hands raised in the air, feeling a little sore, and he didn't know whether he should retract his hands.

Seeing this, Chen Muzhi walked over to Chen Chuzhi and whispered to him, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Come on, shake hands!"

Chen Chuzhi then retracted his gaze, shook Tonghua's hand, and explained, "I'm sorry, please forgive my loss of composure. It's just that Miss Tong looks very similar to an old friend of mine, and I accidentally made a mistake, which is why I acted like this. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Miss Tong."

"I see. There are millions of people in the world, and some have similar faces. It's inevitable that we might make mistakes."

Chen Chuzhi murmured to himself: "Yes, you are right."

Chen Muzhi was very curious and kept asking his brother who that old friend was, but Chen Chuzhi ignored him.

After the three of them were seated, Chen Muzhi called the waiters and asked them to serve the food.

As soon as the dishes were served, Tonghua discovered that they were all "hard dishes". As usual, each dish was full of red, with more peppers than vegetables.

Chen Muzhi said proudly, "How was the dish I ordered? I specifically chose this restaurant that's famous for its super spicy food..."

Looking at the large table of "chili peppers" in front of her, Tonghua suddenly felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry. From the choice of meeting place and the ordering of dishes, it was obvious that Chen Muzhi had never worked before. Just imagine if they were having dinner with clients to discuss cooperation, and eating such spicy food, everyone would be so spicy that they would have snot and tears. How could they discuss cooperation? It was so spicy to think about it.

Finally, Tonghua called the waiter again and asked if there were any less spicy dishes, but the answer was no.

Now Tonghua was in a dilemma. How could he talk about cooperation with Chen Chuzhi while eating?

Chen Chuzhi seemed to see the difficulty of Tonghua and said, "How about this time, we just chat and not discuss cooperation?"

Since the client said so, it was naturally difficult for Fairy Tale to refuse.

When they were about to start eating, Chen Muzhi spoke again: "No, the dishes I ordered haven't been served yet. I'll go ask them."

As he was about to get up and leave his seat, the door of the private room opened and a waiter came in carrying a huge basin.

When the waiter put the basin on the table, Tonghua seemed to hear the sound of the table being hit by a heavy object. It can be imagined how heavy the basin was.

After the waiter left, Tonghua looked at the table and saw that the heavy pot was filled with spicy crayfish!

After seeing clearly what it was, Tonghua almost fainted.

Who the hell eats spicy crayfish while meeting with clients?

This is a bit too disrespectful of his image, Chen Muzhi is such a scoundrel!

Chen Muzhi had no idea what Tonghua was secretly complaining about him. Seeing all the dishes had arrived, he excitedly said, "The dishes are finally here. Let's eat. Tonghua, I ordered this pot of crayfish just for you. You must eat more!"

As he spoke, he took the initiative to distribute gloves to everyone.

Tonghua gave a fake smile and declined, "Haha, I don't really like crayfish that much..."

"How is that possible? Last time we had crayfish, we finished the whole pot. That's why I thought of ordering a few more pounds of shrimp for you this time..."

Tonghua desperately glared at Chen Muzhi, wanting him to shut up. She came here to meet a client, and even if they didn't discuss cooperation, she had to leave a good impression on the other party. If he exposed her past like this and Chen Chuzhi thought she was a simple-minded foodie who only cared about eating, then her next cooperation would be in jeopardy.

The fake smile on her face became more obvious, and there was even a hint of gritted teeth in her tone: "Don't you like spicy food? Come on, eat more!"

Tonghua kept putting food into Chen Muzhi's bowl. The spicier the dish, the more she put it, as if she wanted to shut his mouth immediately.

Chen Chuzhi saw Tong Hua picking up some food for his brother, who didn't seem to mind. He asked, "Are you close to my brother, Miss Tong?"

Tonghua paused for a moment as she was picking up some food, then took it back and replied cautiously, "Uh, it's okay."

In fact, she didn't know what Chen Chuzhi thought about her action of picking up food for Chen Muzhi just now. After all, it was his brother who should pick up the food. It was really inappropriate for her, an outsider, to do such a thing in front of other people's family.

Although Tonghua didn't want to be so cautious, there was no other way. Chen Chuzhi was her client, and she had to beg him for cooperation. If she didn't leave a good impression in his mind, her project would be ruined.

In the following time, Chen Chuzhi didn't say much.

Tonghua was a little reserved when she started eating, but she couldn't stand the fact that there was someone next to her who kept urging her to eat this and that. By the end of the meal, Tonghua became a little bolder, picked up her gloves, and started eating the spicy crayfish that she had been craving for a long time.

Seeing that Tonghua was also eager to try the crayfish, Chen Muzhi was naturally cheering. He had always been the only one eating that big pot of crayfish, and he always felt that it was missing something. Now that he had someone to accompany him, it was finally much more lively.

In the end, the two of them enjoyed the meal more and more, and almost forgot that there was another person in the private room.

When Tonghua was sweating all over and started to take off her coat, she suddenly heard Chen Chuzhi say, "It seems that what my brother said is right. Miss Tong really likes spicy crayfish."

Tonghua was shocked all over and slowly turned his head, only to see Chen Chuzhi looking at him meaningfully.

Tonghua used all her strength to force a smile on her face.

It was over, it was over. Everyone had seen her eating with such relish and without any scruples.

Crying?!

How could she forget that she wasn't just having a meal? She came here to discuss cooperation, to discuss cooperation!

If possible, Tonghua would have been pounding the ground and crying.

But she couldn't do that now. She also had to be careful to deal with Chen Chuzhi next to her. But for a moment, her mind went blank. She couldn't think of a good excuse to redeem herself from eating like that. In the end, she could only say dryly, "Thank you."

As soon as she said that, she regretted it again. What kind of answer was that? It was totally irrelevant.

Ahhhh, she's going crazy.

Chen Chuzhi curled the corners of his lips, picked up the gloves, put them on his hands, and started peeling shrimp.