8:00 PM.
The two-hour French dinner was finally over.
Lin Shen recalled that they had eaten quite a few dishes.
Things like raw abalone, Spanish red prawns, Tournedos Rossini, and a few other dishes whose names he couldn't remember.
There must have been close to twenty different kinds.
By that calculation, each dish averaged only about four hundred yuan, which wasn't too expensive.
It was just that to allow customers to sample a wider variety of cuisine, the portion sizes were rather small.
Some of the dishes Lin Shen quite enjoyed were gone in just a few bites.
But fortunately, he wasn't a picky eater and had eaten his fill.
Then, the ten of them were taken back to Bund No. 18 by shuttle bus.
Everyone who met here did so by fate, and besides, anyone who could afford to dine at Ultraviolet by Paul Pairet was either rich or powerful.
They either came from wealthy families or were highly capable themselves.
