Qin Yang expressionlessly pushed the canned bottle filled with beef sauce towards him.
Zhang Dawei's eyes lit up, and his smile grew wider, "Today I'm blessed because of Mr. Qin," he grabbed a chopstick full and put it on his plate, took a bite, and sat up straight, "Mmm, delicious."
At first, Bai Xiaoming just watched for amusement, but as the meat sauce dwindled, he became restless and hurried to scoop some too.
As Zhang Dawei ate, he didn't stop talking, "I've never tasted such delicious meat sauce before, no, I've never eaten sauce made from beef in my whole life, Mr. Qin, isn't your sister-in-law from a State-Owned Restaurant's head chef?"
"Right, Mr. Qin, I heard you went back home recently to get married, is it especially awesome to get a daughter-in-law? What does kissing feel like? They say it's like eating a peach, is that true?"
Bai Xiaoming struggled to hold back his laughter, almost giving Zhang Dalengzi a thumbs up.
