Upon hearing this announcent, a group of people turned around and saw a familiar figure on the road.
"Dr. Tao, did you buy them dinner?" Wei Tianlang called out.
Tao Zhijie just arrived and, after a mont of surprise, replied with a mysterious smile, "It shouldn’t be , it’s Xiao Song. I saw the car Xiao Song was in."
Imdiately, a taxi drove up in front of everyone. Song Xueling erged from the back seat, looking the sa as always, carrying a brown literary-style briefcase on his shoulder. A silver minivan followed behind the taxi, sporting the logo of Staryue Hotel, as it turned into the neighborhood under guidance.
"Let’s go upstairs to eat, it’s cold," Cao Yong said to everyone.
The weather was quite chilly, with the north wind blowing sharply, making everyone shiver. But gathered together, everyone was noisy and cheerful, not feeling cold, only warm all over. The group chatted and laughed as they headed upstairs.
The hotel staff who delivered the dinner laid out an entire table full of exquisite dishes.
The aroma of the food prompted sounds of eager anticipation around the table as guests imagined taste-testing the dishes. Even those who had already eaten dinner couldn’t resist staying close, tempted by the delicious scents. No one can resist good food; it’s a fundantal human craving.
Wei Tianlang didn’t hold back, grabbed a chair, and squeezed into the middle, frankly stating, "I must try these flavors. I’ve never stayed at Staryue before and never tried their food. I only rember hearing people say their kitchen standards are equivalent to international seven stars."
Staryue Hotel is a well-known five-star hotel in the Capital. Due to steady clientele and ample business, they don’t need to open a restaurant to the public. The hotel’s kitchen is exclusively for serving its guests, leaving outsiders who haven’t stayed at Staryue longing for the legendary delicacies.
According to rumors ntioned by Wei Tianlang, Staryue’s chefs are top-notch, ranking among the best in the Capital’s hotel industry.
"Do you think he might be the son of a hotel tycoon?" He Xiangyu speculated boldly to Lau Jingyun, pointing discreetly at Song Xueling.
Lau Jingyun tilted her head slightly, thinking, indeed, soone who could have Staryue deliver als must have close ties with the hotel. It’s no surprise that Song Xueling is rumored to be a wealthy second generation; everyone knew this. What’s astonishing is that he managed to get Staryue to deliver food.
"Dr. Song, thank you," Wei Tianlang expressed gratitude on behalf of the group eager to taste the food.
"You’re welco." Song Xueling uttered the three words casually, then suddenly turned his face towards Xie Wanying, asking, "Dr. Xie, do you find the dishes I ordered to your taste?"
Xie Wanying was stunned for a full two seconds: Doctor Song, did you specifically bring the food for ?
Indeed. Song Xueling nodded his chin slightly.
Dr. Xie is always concerned whether or not he’s eaten. Tonight’s situation he believed Dr. Xie had it under control and wouldn’t need his help, but probably forgot to eat dinner just like him, so he brought food as a kind gesture.
Xie Wanying: Doctor Song, you’re so, so... considerate.
The most she ever treated him to was noodle soup at KFC, while he brought over a al worth several thousand dollars.
It’s nothing, the small al tips and expenses added up aren’t small either. Song Xueling’s gaze showed when it cos to numbers, he won’t lose to her.
Xie Wanying turned her head back: Accepted. In terms of two-dinsional arithtic, Doctor Song’s skills surpass hers.
"Dig in," Huang Zhilei waved his chopsticks at his little apprentice sister, saying there’s no need to be polite with this Cat Song. Normally, she treated Cat Song well, so him sending over a al was only fitting.
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