OBS Chapter 1052 - 1049: Dinner Gathering
Chapter 1052 - 1049: Dinner Gathering
At the dinner table, Xia Nian first asked Bi Xia what she liked to eat. After Bi Xia said anything was fine, he ordered a few dishes and then asked Meng Chi and Du Han. The others also smiled and waved their hands, letting Xia Nian decide. When the food arrived, the aroma wafted over them, and Du Zizun and the rest, after drifting at sea for several days and nights, were already staring hungrily, but they still sat there with restraint, waiting for Bi Xia to speak.Are you kidding? If it was their usual gathering, they probably wouldn’t have been so cautious. But now, Du Zizun exchanged a glance with Lin Qi, and although their stomachs were rumbling, they puffed their chests out, adopting an ’I’m not hungry, what can you do about it?’ look, determined not to embarrass their boss!
Bi Xia: ...
Helplessly turned her head and covered her face, could you guys be a bit more composed? Haven’t you heard of ’the lady doth protest too much’?
On the other hand, Meng Chi and the others sat in front of the dinner table with calm faces. Although they were also starving, it seemed the dishes in front of them didn’t affect them at all. From time to time, they whispered and exchanged words about the appearance and first impression of the food.
Xia Nian twitched his mouth; after all, this restaurant was one he, with his picky taste, had eaten at and deemed the best in Yan City. Why wasn’t anyone impressed? Is it out of fashion to be a foodie these days?
As if sensing Xia Nian’s thoughts, Bi Xia sighed slightly. How should she explain to Xia Nian? Xia Nian might not know, but she understood perfectly.
Meng Chi and the others almost went to the Xia Family’s kitchen every day to help, and after helping, her mom would cook personally. Now their tastes had become picky, and occasionally when dining out, they would disdainfully point out flaws in the dishes, saying the salt was slightly off or the meat wasn’t cooked right, concluding it couldn’t compare with Aunt Xia’s cooking.
Heaven knows Bi Xia saw firsthand how the restaurant owner smiled kindly at them, then turned around to grab a kitchen knife, threatening to dismember them if they dared say another word.
With a helpless shrug, Bi Xia lightly coughed and turned to Xia Nian saying, "Vice President Xia, since the dishes are all here, let’s start."
Xia Nian snapped back to reality and quickly said, "Yes, yes, let’s begin!"
Standing up and raising his wine glass, Xia Nian spoke, "Even though this is our first meeting and our first cooperation, I feel our collaboration has been very pleasant, and seeing Ninth Young Master feels like meeting an old friend."
Bi Xia: ... Nonsense, if that were the case, I’d call you brother and you’d call me mom, then what?
"I’m grateful to everyone for coming from Qing City to Yan City. I hope all of you enjoy your time here, and if you need anything, feel free to ask me. I’m quite capable of getting things done in Yan City," he said.
Turning his body, he lifted his glass towards Bi Xia and smiled, "Ninth Young Master, here’s to a successful cooperation ahead."
Bi Xia curled her lips into a light smile, "To a successful cooperation."
Tilting her head back, she drank the red wine from the glass, subtly furrowing her brows, clearly unaccustomed to the taste of the wine. It’s understandable; until now, she hadn’t touched a drop since first drinking with Chu Kuang and Meng Chi upon meeting. If it weren’t for this dinner being work-related, Bi Xia wouldn’t have touched alcohol at all, as drinking often muddles things up.
Seeing the wine residue in the glass, Bi Xia was about to extend her hand to pour tea from the cup beside her to rinse it when she saw a hand whisk the glass away from her. Then, he walked to the side, rinsed it with hot water from the kettle, came back, opened the fruit juice on the table, poured it in, and then placed it back in front of her.
Utterly... meticulous.
Smiling at how naturally Meng Chi handled these tasks, Bi Xia laughed lightly, "Do you do this often?"
Meng Chi shook his head and picked up a chopstickful of food to place in his plate, "Never done it."
"You seemed so adept, I thought your delinquent father used to oppress you at home, making you do these things," nodding, Bi Xia leaned back in her chair, jokingly saying, "If so, we’d haul them out of prison and make them pour water thousands and thousands of times."
Listening to Bi Xia’s words, Meng Chi also burst into laughter, "Spare me, boss. Just seeing their faces makes me sick."