"Xia Fei, do you really not have anything you need help with? Your cost is a little high," the fat chef asked somewhat uncertainly as he looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table along with the wine on the side.
Even though his face had already turned red from drinking, his mind was still very clear. The wine and dishes on this table already cost over a thousand dollars, and this was not something that the Xia Fei of the past could consider.
"There is indeed something I need your help with." Xia Fei was similarly drunk, and some things could only be said under the influence of alcohol.
"I was wondering why you suddenly became so generous today," the fat chef mumbled and took another big gulp of wine.
"Don't say that. I didn't forget to bring you along when I have the chance to make a fortune." Xia Fei picked up a piece of fish and feigned nonchalance as he ate.
