The waiter apologized repeatedly to comfort:
"Sorry, sir, the good news is that the young lady who bought it is going to pay for everyone at your table, so..."
After these words fell, a few people were silent for a moment, then one person pulled the standing companion to signal him to sit down, and with a smile said:
"It's fine, it's fine, take it all, it's no problem."
Waiter: "..."
Thanks to the incredibly wealthy Wen Xian, who was busy eating with Li Zaijun at a corner of the bar, she was eating so fast that she felt choked, but luckily the seaweed soup arrived quickly to relieve her.
However, as she drank, her gaze stayed on one thing and she froze.
She looked at the silver microphone placed beside Li Zaijun, bewildered.
"Why did you bring this thing out?"
She looked at Li Zaijun with wide eyes and asked her.
Li Zaijun looked up from her food upon hearing this, looking at the microphone she had placed aside: "..."
She was dumbfounded for a moment too.
