Matter of Taste

"Boss Yuan, give me a serving of Silk Twined Rabbit," Chen Wei shouted loudly in case Yuan Zhou couldn't hear him.

"There are only 5 minutes left before business hours ends." Yuan Zhou now knew the purpose of Chen Wei’s shout along with the questions that he had asked previously.

"Yeah, so I can still order the dish." a smile emerged on the face of Chen Wei.

"You want to eat it with the liquor?" Yuan Zhou revealed Chen Wei's purpose without reserve.

"I didn't break Boss Yuan's rules," with a grin, Chen Wei directly showed his white teeth.

"Tsk-tsk, it's so dazzling," suddenly, Yuan Zhou said in disgust.

"Boss Yuan, what's happened to you just now?" Chen Wei said in disbelief.

It was known that although Yuan Zhou had a surname of Compass and stubbornly stuck to his rules, he nevertheless always showed enough politeness to the customers. Such obvious disgust had never happened.

"It's your misconception. A serving of Silk Twined Rabbit, right?" Yuan Zhou said primly.