It was five o'clock in the afternoon.
Finally ready to leave, Wang Hao opened the car door and, smiling, asked Bai Yaning, "How do I look now? Can you rate me?"
Bai Yaning looked him up and down, then smiled and said, "Seventy out of a hundred, I guess."
"That low!" Wang Hao was shocked, "I thought you would give me a ninety!"
"Based on looks alone," Bai Yaning replied with a smile, "Zhao Zhenhao would probably score ninety."
Wang Hao said gloomily, "Then he definitely isn't as talented as I am!"
"Maybe," Bai Yaning's smile grew wider, "after all, he graduated from Tianjing University of Technology; he's quite the scholar!"
Damn, I graduated from some no-name university! Who am I afraid of?!
"Am I going out to dine or to embarrass myself..." Wang Hao said dejectedly, "By the way, where are we going to eat?"
Bai Yaning casually replied, "Hualong Xuan."
"Hualong Xuan..." Wang Hao repeated and then suddenly froze, "What did you just say?! Hualong Xuan?!"
