"I see. Then let's go." Nangong Jue nodded indifferently. Then, he took out a stack of US dollars bills and stuffed it into the collar on the Filipino maid's chest. "Thanks."
Le Yao almost broke down. His English was simply too… bad.
The maid hurriedly thanked him respectfully and put the notes in her pocket.
The banquet was very scrumptious. Sonya sat down with them. "Please make youselves at home. This is made by the Chinese chef here. It's a specially made Chinese dish. I hope it can satisfy you."
"It looks appetizing." Le Yao looked excited. "To be honest, I'm not used to curry."
"Where's Master Kun?" Nangong Jue ate a piece of charcoal roasted beef and smacked his lips. "Yes, it does taste good."
"An old friend of my father's is here. They opened another table." Sonya picked up her glass. "I didn't expect to hit it off with Tina at first sight. I hope our future cooperations will last for a long time."
