"This little girl is really skilled with words." Chef Zhan took a look at Zhuang Xinmu and then said.
"Thank you for your praise." Zhuang Xinmu nodded her head, without cold feet.
"You can go to check by yourself. This roast goose of yours is far from the best. You, surprisingly, named it the best roast goose." Wu Zhou said, unwilling to show weakness.
"Humph. Since you also know you are just here to eat, then you better stop giving orders." As a bad-tempered person, Chef Zhan answered immediately.
"Alright. We have finished trying the dishes. Manager Liao, we are leaving." Having paid no attention to the chef's rudeness, Zhuang Xinmu said to Manager Liao at the side.
"Okay. Little Mi, see our visitors to the door." Manager Liao agreed at once. Meanwhile, he signaled his sister to see them out.
"This way, please." The waitress Little Mi stood up, walked to the door and reached out her hand to show them the way.
