"Usually we eat at the cafeteria, but eating like this, I think it should be over."
"Old Yang, what do you think of my suggestion?"
"They won't agree."
"How do you know if you don't try?"
"Let's talk about it when I retire."
Wei Kaiyun was already satisfied; Old Yang not rejecting it was already good enough.
The peanuts were served, no alcohol today, and the two just waited for the dumplings.
The dumplings were cooked in two batches, "You guys eat first, the second batch will be ready soon."
The dumpling filling was prepared by Jiang Xinyu, with lots of oil, so it smelled especially fragrant.
After the four of them were full, they contentedly drank the dumpling soup.
"Are we having shuan yang rou tonight?"
"Sure, if you're willing to do it, we certainly don't have any objections. I'll roll out the peanut sauce for you later."
Wang Ailing, holding a bowl at the side, wondered why Xinyu and Director Wei seemed too familiar. But she didn't overthink it.
