God-Level All-rounder Expert-Chapter 1239 - 1318: What Do You Think?

Pei Mingyuan looked at this young man with a face full of stubble and was a bit dumbfounded, then glanced at the big shot next to him, who was also a young man. However, seeing him in a suit, he did look somewhat distinguished.

As for Zhu Yan, whose shoulder was being patted by Fang Yi, he looked completely bewildered and confused.

Since when did I become a big shot?

While he was still in a daze, Fang Yi had already walked in, found a spot to sit casually, and Zhu Yan smiled at Pei Mingyuan, quickly took out a cigarette, and handed it over.

Pei Mingyuan took out a cigarette, tucked it behind his ear, and turned back to see Fang Yi sitting there, clearly not planning to leave. He felt helpless; there was no way he could just pick Fang Yi up and throw him out.

Pei Mingyuan had no choice but to bring over a menu, allowing Fang Yi to order some dishes.

Fang Yi casually picked two or three dishes, two meat and one vegetarian, plus an egg drop soup, and Pei Mingyuan immediately went to the back kitchen.

Zhu Yan was still standing at the side, and Fang Yi looked over, "Are you standing there as my bodyguard? Sit down!"

Zhu Yan let out an "oh" and sat down across from Fang Yi.

Then Zhu Yan started looking all around, checking here, looking there, with an unmistakable look of disdain in his eyes.

The truth is, Zhu Yan had never eaten in such a small, scanty place before. The worst place he had been was an average bistro, and at home, there was a private cook to make meals.

Moreover, if peers were to see him eating at this kind of place, they’d laugh at him.

"Do you feel eating here doesn’t match your status?" Fang Yi’s voice suddenly rang out.

Zhu Yan quickly shook his head, smiling, "No, no, you’re joking, there’s no way. Besides, eating with you at the same table is an honor for me."

After a pause, Zhu Yan lowered his voice and quietly asked, "By the way, you called me a big shot earlier. What did you mean by that?"

Fang Yi said, "Aren’t you a big shot?"

Zhu Yan: "No, you’re giving me too much credit. I’m no big shot, just your little follower."

But Fang Yi shook his head, looked at him, and with a stern face said, "No, you are a big shot!"

"I’m...not."

"You are!"

"I’m...alright, if you say I am, then I am." Zhu Yan didn’t dare to argue with Fang Yi anymore and conceded. In his own mind, he wasn’t a big shot at all; next to you, he was not even as good as a little rabbit.

About ten minutes later, the dishes were served, and Zhu Yan quickly took out a pair of chopsticks for Fang Yi, handing them over respectfully.

Fang Yi put down the chopsticks and called to Pei Mingyuan, "Uncle, you haven’t eaten yet, have you? Come join us for a drink."

Pei Mingyuan quickly shook his head, saying, "I can’t, you guys go ahead, don’t mind me."

Fang Yi didn’t insist, asked Pei Mingyuan for a bottle of white liquor, poured himself a glass, and seeing Zhu Yan’s eager face, asked, "Are you planning to drink and drive?"

"I have a driver."

Fang Yi nodded and poured him a glass as well.

Then, Fang Yi didn’t say anything more and started drinking and eating.

Fang Yi tasted the dishes, and they were pretty good, the taste was excellent.

Initially, Zhu Yan was somewhat resistant, but after a few bites, he got into it, not holding back at all.

"Delicious, really tasty!"

Zhu Yan gave Pei Mingyuan a thumbs-up and said, "Uncle, your cooking skills are not bad at all, these dishes are delicious."

Pei Mingyuan smiled and said, "Thank you."

"What’s there to thank for? It’s the truth. By the way, uncle, if your dishes are so good, why is business so slow? Compared to across the street, it’s too lacking!"

Zhu Yan said this while eating, completely oblivious to the fact that Pei Mingyuan’s smile had faded, looking a bit uncomfortable.

A few seconds later, Zhu Yan noticed something felt off with the atmosphere, softly saying, "Hey, did I...say something wrong?"

Fang Yi smirked, "What do you think?"