"Weiwei, can we really dine at a place like this?"
Yu Man's voice caused Jiang Moxi to glance back at a Chinese parasol tree not far away.
Under the tree, she saw Yu Man and Jiang Weiwei sitting at a square table, with Yu Man frowning as she scrutinized the courtyard and disdainfully wiping away nonexistent dust from the tabletop.
Jiang Weiwei said, "Dad mentioned that the crab here is done well; he shouldn't be wrong."
At this point, Jiang Guosheng, having parked the car, approached them and said, "I've been here before with President Lin and President Chen, only then did I realize the crab here tastes much better than anywhere else! Of course, the price isn't low either."
"With such an ordinary courtyard and old tables and chairs, how bad can the environment be for the price to be high?"
Yu Man's tone was still filled with disdain.
In her eyes, it was the stuff in fancy hotels that was more expensive.
