In the plate, pieces of meat kept falling in orderly fashion...
When He Bijiang put down the spoon, all the onlookers couldn’t help but marvel: His skill in shaking the spoon was truly mesmerizing, making people want to slam the table in amazement!
Ji You glared with wide eyes, pointing to her own plate and asked, "Senior He Bi, did you give me one piece less?" She counted them over and over, and there were only nine! Isn’t the standard ten pieces?
He Bi shook his head firmly, saying: "No, nothing is missing."
Ji You: "!!! Are you kidding me? There are clearly only 9 pieces, if you do this, I’ll have to complain about you to the Consumer Association."
Hearing this, He Bi glanced at her briefly and then, picking up the spoon, pushed aside one piece of rib and said, "If your eyesight is bad, go see an eye doctor. Okay, next."
Ji You looked down and nearly choked!
There were indeed 10 pieces!
The piece pressed at the bottom was smaller than a fingernail cap, can that even count as a piece?
Wouldn’t that be scorned even as a filler?
Seeing the shocked and frustrated look on this short girl, the corners of He Bi’s mouth quietly curled upwards, urging, "Miss, please take your plate and go, don’t impede my work."
Taking a deep breath, Ji You picked up her plate, and before leaving, she glanced at Senior He Bi, her tone morose: "Even if your spoon shaking skills are high, it doesn’t hide the fact that you’re a scumbag, Senior."
But having successfully teased this little shorty, He Bi was in a very good mood, so he didn’t take the shorty’s words to heart; instead, he maintained a polite smile and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Miss. I’ll keep improving."
"..." Ji You was speechless for a moment, then turned and walked away.
She had barely taken a few steps when Sheng Qingyan caught her from behind, "You broke dead poor—explain clearly to us before you leave, is this meal really on you?"
Ji You turned around: "Yes."
Sheng Qingyan still had a huge doubt in his tone, "There are no strings attached?"
Ji You took a deep breath, "Of course not."
She just wanted to show off harshly in front of stingy Senior He Bi, never expecting that she’d almost been infuriated by Senior He Bi...
Scumbag He Bi’s level has reached one that everyone hates.
Hearing this, Sheng Qingyan immediately felt relieved, and promptly said to Senior He Bi: "Senior, can I have a serving of braised pork rib rice... it’s okay to be slow... I’m not in a rush..."
The ordeal of no. 4444, this poor broke dead, Sheng Qingyan, who was closest, saw everything clearly; how could she dare to urge the Senior to quicken the serving? Isn’t that asking for trouble?
As the Universe’s number one Little Cutie, Sheng Qingyan would never make such a low-level mistake.
Hearing this, Senior He Bi glanced at the strangely speaking and ambiguously good-looking Sheng Qingyan, bowed his head, and began to serve the food without a word.
As he spooned down, raising it, Sheng Qingyan felt her heart lift—
As Sheng Qingyan predicted, Senior He Bi was not quick in shaking his spoon, and as the pieces of meat were ladled onto the rice, Sheng Qingyan’s eyes instantly widened: "Senior, why are my meat pieces so small?"
He Bi didn’t answer, instead he countered: "Are there fewer portions?"
Sheng Qingyan: "...No."
He Bi said: "Then that settles it."
This senior’s spoon-shaking skill is really something; shake a little, toss a little, and all the big chunks of meat fall off, leaving only small ones.
A bullied Sheng Qingyan, faced with a dominant, overbearing, and unreasonable senior, dared not speak out, and finally picked up his plate and left with a grievance.
Next up, Chu Jiaojiao.
Chu Jiaojiao didn’t ask for faster or slower movements; she just honestly said, "Senior, please give me the braised pork ribs rice."
He Bi glanced at her, a spoonful went in, no need to shake the spoon at all, the chunks of meat spread evenly on the plate, neither more nor less, exactly ten pieces.
Chu Jiaojiao glanced and realized that the chunks in her bowl were still small. After thinking, she quickly said: "Senior, I have a lot of strength, and I need a lot of food, this meat is a bit small."
He Bi raised a smile and said: "Classmate, having a big appetite doesn’t necessarily mean you need to eat more meat. You could buy some professional nutritional supplements to get energy."
Chu Jiaojiao backed down.
Thanks to Ji You, everyone’s meal was a bit suffocating, and then, after eating and drinking their fill, Yue Qiguang was the first to stand up and said: "4444, daddy won’t need you to treat anymore."
Yue Qiyuan stood up second, saying: "Me neither."
Sheng Qingyan cursed under his breath, "It’s all your fault... If it wasn’t for you, how could we possibly get such small pieces of meat? We won’t need your treats anymore..."
Unlike the first three, Chu Jiaojiao looked at Ji You, hesitating repeatedly.
Ji You, seeing her eyelids twitching, scolded: "Chu Jiaojiao, if you have something to say, just say it, don’t mutter, what does that look like?"
Chu Jiaojiao hehe smiled, saying: "Ji You, you look really good when you’re scolding me, but— but— but what they said, I wanted to say too. But don’t worry, it’s just that I won’t need you to treat me, I still like your face, I still like you as a person."
Then, Shen Changqing picked up his tray, ready to take it for recycling, he turned his head, looked at Ji You, seemed to consider his words, then whispered: "You know what I mean."
Ji You thought it was over, but suddenly Xuzhou also came towards her, first silent for a moment, then with his bushy eyebrows and big eyes, he suddenly said: "I have enough money for meals, but thank you anyway."
Ji You opened her mouth, feeling somewhat breathless, and couldn’t come back to her senses for a long while.
With plenty of money on hand, she just wanted to flaunt it a bit.
Just simply wanted to flaunt.
Not only was she fooled by scumbag He Bi once, but her guests also disliked her, what kind of world is this?
When everyone had left, Ji You carried her tray depressed, took it for recycling, just as she put down the tray and turned, she saw the tall figure of scumbag He Bi and that annoying expression on his face.
Ji You was pondering whether her hands itched more, her feet itched more, or maybe she should greet him with a combination of fists and kicks, when suddenly—
Senior He Bi took the initiative to say: "Ji You, please don’t act inappropriately in front of poor people in the future, because— revenge from the poor, is quite scary, you know."