"Ye Chen, did you actually eat all that?" Song Xiaoxiao exclaimed, her mouth agape in surprise.
Initially, she thought if they couldn't finish the food, they should just toss it, since after all, the food belonged to others, but the stomach was her own.
"Yes, do you understand the Clean Plate Campaign? We must be diligent and frugal, preventing waste," Ye Chen said with a smile.
Being told this by Ye Chen, Song Xiaoxiao felt a little embarrassed.
Although Song Xiaoxiao is from a rich family, Ye Chen is quite wealthy too.
Both are wealthy, but Ye Chen's level of awareness is evidently far higher than hers.
Seeing the plate without leftovers, Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction.
"Let's go, Xiaoxiao, let's take a stroll."
After settling the bill, Ye Chen led Song Xiaoxiao out of the barbecue restaurant.
He ate quite a lot today, so he needed to walk a bit to digest.
Two people arrived at the basement level, where there are many small shops, like the Miscellaneous Club, Pop Mart...
