"It's a type of fungus that grows in the forest, which can be called a mushroom that grows under pine trees," Xing Baohua explained.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Leling ordered it for Xing Baohua without hesitation.

The shopkeeper smiled and nodded in agreement. Then Xing Baohua asked, "Do you have caviar? Sturgeon caviar?"

"Yes, there's only one small jar left." After saying that, the shopkeeper looked at Zhao Leling.

Xing Baohua quickly explained, "It's a sauce made from fish roe."

"Is that stuff tasty? It's better to have some shrimp paste, put it in a steamed bun, it's incredibly delicious," Peng Qian interjected.

"It's Western food after all. I heard that foreigners also use caviar to rub on their bread. They probably don't have steamed buns, so they'll bring out a plate of bread for you to rub on later." Zhao Leling completely ignored the fact that Xing Baohua had ordered top-quality ingredients!

"What kind of red wine?" Xing Baohua asked.

“Anthony?” the boss asked tentatively. Seeing Xing Baohua frown slightly, he immediately said, “How about Masseto?”

“Okay.” Xing Baohua nodded.

Seeing that Zhao Leling and his companions had all ordered steak, he felt a little worried for the kid. He planned to send a message to the guard on his pager to ask him to bring the bag over.

I can't just watch this kid get screwed over by me.

However, Zhao Leling's next words made Xing Baohua change her mind.

Perhaps it was to show off in front of the girl and highlight his status. Zhao Leling said that although the car wasn't his, he could drive it until it was ruined and it wouldn't matter.

He said, “I borrowed it from my father’s subordinate unit. Speaking of my father, Zhao Leling said, ‘If anyone wants anything imported in the future, just ask him.’”

There are many capable people in the capital, so Xing Baohua didn't dare to look down on them. They have connections and influence; they can borrow cars at will, which means there are powerful figures in their families.

“My dad works at the General Trade Center, in charge of the European and American section. Su Ya and Peng Qian, just let us know if you need anything.” As soon as Zhao Leling finished speaking, Xing Baohua looked up at him.

Well, what can I say? It's a small world! I doubt even Zhao Leling is qualified.

"Suya, weren't you planning to write a research report on the US stock market crash? One of my dad's former colleagues is coming back in a couple of days. I'll ask him to give you a presentation then." Zhao Leling completely disregarded Xing Baohua.

Look at what this kid is eating, it's not even good food? Mushrooms under the tree, caviar that looks like shrimp paste, can't he eat more meat?

Suya quickly declined, saying, "No need, I can handle it myself."

Nonsense, with this person right beside her who personally participated and even made a fortune during the stock market crash, why would she need anyone else to provide her with information?

The red wine and soup were served first. Just as Xing Baohua was about to suggest letting the wine breathe, Zhao Leling directly asked the waiter to put it in her glass.

When I saw that the shop owner brought Xing Baohua a small bottle of caviar, I felt that he was being stingy.

This amount was probably not enough to share, and Xing Baohua finished it in just two bites.

Their steaks arrived, but Xing Baohua lost her appetite after just one look.

This kind of steak is only suitable for us Chinese to try something new. No wonder it's cheap; good ingredients aren't even printed on the menu.

Finally, they served Xing Baohua black truffle soup.

After the dishes were served, Zhao Leling craned his neck to take a look, pointed to a dark-colored object in the large plate, and said, "This thing looks like charcoal, it doesn't look very good. Black mushroom soup?"

The waiter corrected him, saying, "Sir, the kitchen said this is cream truffle soup."