"Xiao Zhang, you did a great job! You actually managed to break into the Xiao family. This is a huge victory for us! Keep it up! Ruzhou is the birthplace of celadon porcelain. Now that you're there, you must cherish the opportunity and dig up some valuable materials."

…

After hanging up the phone with Li Tengfei's numerous warnings, Zhang Moyan felt that public and private matters were destined to be mixed up.

Her stomach started to growl at this time, and she remembered that she had not eaten anything since this morning. She had not eaten, and neither had Xiao Xingyu.

"Xiao Wa," she walked over to Xiao Wa, who was busy working, and asked tentatively, "How do you usually eat lunch? I don't think there's a cafeteria here."

Xiao Wa put down his work and said, "There's no cafeteria in this Republican-era house. As for lunch, we usually either go out or order takeout! This place is in a good location, with several large businesses nearby, so it's very convenient."

"How about I treat you to lunch today?" Zhang Moyan suggested.

"Are you hungry, sis?" Xiaowa glanced at the wall clock: "It's only 10 o'clock?"

Zhang Moyan was embarrassed: "Eat breakfast, don't we have to rush to the airport at 11:30?"

The rough-minded Xiaowa thought about it and realized it was right: "Yes, we have to order right away. It will take a while for the food to be delivered! Come on, let me order. I'm the guest, how can I let you treat me?"

"Xiao Wa," Zhang Moyan held the phone, wanting to speak but hesitant, and finally said, "Actually, I did something wrong last night and made Teacher Xiao angry, so I wanted to treat him to something to eat to cool down his anger. You must not compete with me for it."

Last night, I did something wrong and got angry.

Xiaowa couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.

"Is that so—" Xiao Wa seemed to understand, pondered for a moment, and then readily agreed, "Okay!"

"Thank you," Zhang Moyan said, feeling relieved. Then he asked Xiaowa, "How many people are there in total?"

"There are ten of us, including you, and everyone else in the department is away today, the weekend."

Only then did Zhang Moyan notice that the Magic Rock Club seemed to have two days off a week. It turned out that being a high-end customer was different.

"What does Teacher Xiao like to eat? Shall we order some of his favorites?" Zhang Moyan said as she opened the food delivery app.

Xiao Wa's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Sister, you are so great!"

Zhang Moyan looked up from her phone and said, bewilderedly, "Huh?"

Xiao Wa nodded confidently: "Sister, your precise aiming style is so cool!"

Zhang Moyan looked at Xiao Wa in confusion. What was he talking about? She was just asking what Xiao Xingyu liked to eat!

"Our brother Yu likes seafood. He likes black pepper baked Australian lobster, buttered Alaskan king crab, pan-fried sea bass, matsutake and geoduck, tiger prawns, and sashimi. But his favorite is probably steak. He always orders the Australian Wagyu Tomahawk when he goes to a restaurant."

A drop of cold sweat appeared on Zhang Moyan's forehead. Okay, you've said too much. A serving of Tomahawk steak is 1888. Are you trying to eat her out of money?