Xihai Hao Niu, one of the most popular restaurants in Shanghai, specializes in steak and pasta. The average consumption per person is over 500 yuan, making it a truly high-end Western restaurant.
Although it was Monday, there were already quite a few people dining here.
Yu Yao stood there looking forward to it, holding her cell phone in her left hand and the sachet in her right hand.
Many passers-by wailed when they saw such a beautiful woman standing there as if waiting for someone.
There are three most painful things in the world.
Others live well, but I live poorly.
Others have money, but I don’t.
Other people’s wives are sexy, beautiful and have good tempers, while my wife is fat, ugly and has a bad temper.
Yu Yao's eyes, filled with expectation, made many people imagine things.
"Why haven't you come yet?"
Yu Yao stood there sulking. She had arrived twenty minutes early and had thought Chen Chuan would arrive even faster, but it was already half past twelve and he still hadn't shown up.
She is always late for dinner appointments, and today the roles have suddenly reversed. How can she adapt?
Just as she was sulking, Chen Chuan came over slowly.
"Sorry, Yuyao, I went home and changed my clothes."
He was not late on purpose, but he went home to change into new clothes. After all, going to a date covered in sweat and stench seemed a bit disrespectful to others.
"Hmph! How annoying! You made me wait here for so long."
Seeing him coming, Yu Yao found that she was not as angry as she had imagined. The words she said did not sound like complaints, but rather like she was acting coquettishly.
She herself did not realize it, but Chen Chuan was keenly aware of it.
He secretly rejoiced, thinking, "Sure enough, this world is designed for the rich. I just hinted at a possibility of getting rich, and yet the beautiful Yu, who usually keeps people at a distance, waited for so long without a single complaint."
"Don't blame me. How could I dare to have dinner with you without changing clothes? It would seem that I don't care enough about you."
Chen Chuan walked up to her, his eyes smiling, and he stared at her face unscrupulously.
"Hey, hey, don't think too much. Our dinner date is pure." Yu Yao felt uncomfortable with his gaze and secretly cursed this bastard for being so fearless.
In the past, how could Chen Chuan dare to look her in the eye?
This made her almost 100% certain that Shen Chuan had made a fortune.
Money is a man's courage. Without enough confidence, how can he be so unscrupulous?
"I know, what could possibly be wrong with a lunch date?"
Chen Chuan sneered, appearing carefree and indifferent.
"Well, let's go in then."
The two walked into Xihai Hao Niu. Their seat had been reserved long ago and it was a small private room.
The private rooms here require a separate fee of about two hundred yuan, but the environment is relatively better and quieter.
Yu Yao had been secretly observing Chen Chuan's reaction. Seeing him looking around like he had never seen the world before, she felt strange.
After chatting for a few minutes, the steak was served on the table. Chen Chuan didn't know much about these things, nor did he know the difference between top-quality steak and ordinary steak. He started eating as soon as the food was served.
With a fork in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, he finished a steak in less than three minutes.
The only drawback after the physical fitness was improved was the sudden increase in appetite, as if I had returned to the time when I was fourteen or fifteen years old and could eat three bowls of rice for every meal and still feel unsatisfied.
"So rude, like a wild boar savoring bran."
Yu Yao thought secretly, but when she thought that Chen Chuan might have become rich suddenly, she was not surprised.
"Waiter, another steak please."
Chen Chuan gave a casual instruction and then ate voraciously from the small plate of food on the table. He devoured it in a matter of minutes and finished everything on the plate.
He wiped his mouth and looked at Yu Yao with a smile.
"Miss Yu asked me out for dinner. Is there something you want from me?"
Yu Yao slowly cut off a small piece of steak and put it into her mouth, smiling faintly, "No, I just thought you were so manly today, and I kind of admire you."
"I also want to confront Wang Haijun like you, but unfortunately, he still needs to eat."
Chen Chuan didn't hear the hidden meaning and teased her, "With your capital, if you just beckon, there are plenty of people willing to take care of your future food and drink."
"How can it be so outrageous? Haven't you seen that I've been single for the past few years? No one wants me at all."
Yu Yao was secretly proud, thinking that her beauty was indeed invaluable. Chen Chuan's words were definitely a teasing remark.
She knew clearly that with her conditions, she could indeed find a stable meal ticket, but what she wanted was not just a meal ticket, but a luxurious future.
"No, don't be so pedantic. There are so many people who want to seduce you. Don't you have any idea of what you want?"
Women often like to hear sweet words, and Chen Chuan doesn't mind a few compliments.
"Hehe, I haven't found the right one yet. I don't know where my Prince Charming is floating around."
Yu Yao covered her mouth and chuckled, but kept the topic focused on 'ideal partner'.
"There aren't so many princes charming in the world, but there are quite a few old kings."
Chen Chuan joked, and another steak was served on the table. He stopped talking and concentrated on eating.
After a few more minutes, he finally felt full. He rolled up his clothes and patted his stomach. His six-pack abs were a little deformed.
Yu Yao happened to see this scene, and a hint of shock appeared in her eyes: "Oh, Chen Chuan has such a good figure, my god, six-pack abs, I really want to touch them."
"Hey, hey, don't be a hooligan!"
Shen Chuan laughed and put down his clothes.
"I'm used to it. I always like to rub my belly after eating."
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