They were extremely grateful to their leader!

His excitement was due to work and the occasion, and he had to restrain himself as much as possible.

The others waiting inside gritted their teeth inwardly, feeling a sense of déjà vu from being shown off again!

They knew that Ying Yan was the leader of the regiment, but they subconsciously thought that he had risen to that position through the connections of the Qin family. They never considered the true strength of Ying Yan beneath the golden guise of the Qin family's young master.

After a few words of catching up, Ying Yan led Ke Meiyu in smoothly.

People are now in the reception room, where food and drinks are placed against the wall. People dressed in fine clothes are walking around, making connections.

The young couple didn't join in the fun; they went straight to the plates and started eating from the doorway.

This was considered a high-profile banquet, and Ke Meiyu was full of anticipation, even planning to secretly store some of the delicious food she encountered into her spatial storage.

However, she frowned slightly after tasting the first osmanthus cake. Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, she finished the whole cake before tasting the next one.

As expected, high expectations led to great disappointment!

Ke Meiyu couldn't help but think of the future.

She's a true foodie, willing to travel by plane, high-speed rail, cruise ship, horseback, or car for an authentic meal. The more food she eats, the more discerning she becomes.

There weren't many food items that she approved, but there weren't few either, considering the large number of people in Xia Hua.

The most authentic food is not found on the surface of the city, especially the local delicacies near tourist attractions. Those only have the appearance but not the essence, and they are short-sighted, only making money off tourists in one go.

Here, she also sensed a perfunctory attitude; there were simply too many things to complain about.

Ying Yan didn't eat much either. "If I had known the quality here was like this, we would have preferred to eat at a state-run restaurant."

"I guess the chef is someone's relative?" Ke Meiyu nodded, then smiled and said, "Then wouldn't it be easy for my mother to get in?"

"With so many people having connections, there should at least be one or two truly capable people to take the lead, right?"

The two of them had already gone through the food once, but only ate half full.

Ying Yan also began to miss his mother-in-law's cooking. "We'll still have to eat in the cafeteria in Kyoto for the next two years."