Tang Feng had barely sat down when the door to the private room was pushed open.
A group of waitresses dressed in traditional attire, qipao, entered carrying dishes.
Without even considering the quality of the dishes, the waitresses alone were a sight to behold.
These waitresses were almost uniform in height, and their appearances were all above average—it was obvious they had been carefully selected.
True to a five-star hotel, even the quality of the waitresses was high.
When the waitresses placed the dishes on the table and lifted the lids, they made mouths water.
Braised shark fins, West Lake vinegar fish, Buddha jumps over the wall... the dishes were almost national banquet level.
Tang Feng hadn't felt hungry before, but upon seeing these delicious dishes—appealing in color, aroma, and taste—his stomach couldn't help but embarrassingly grumble.
Fortunately, he hadn't forgotten where he was and restrained himself from eating before the host had started.
