Song Yun didn't want this unpleasant incident to spoil the day's plans.
He snorted coldly, found a seat with his wife, but after sitting for quite a while, no waiter came over to offer them tea or take their order, which really began to irritate Song Yun.
He waved at a waiter and called out for the menu, who came over lethargically and then took a menu from another table and placed it in Song Yun's hand.
Song Yun flipped it open and saw that the prices were quite reasonable overall; a company dinner with several people could eat very well for less than a thousand yuan.
"I'll have the shredded pork in Beijing sauce, lucky meatballs, squirrel fish..."
Song Yun ordered seven dishes in a row, and only then did the disdain in the waiter's eyes diminish somewhat, even bringing over a pot of tea proactively.
Once the waiter left, Ye Qingqing curiously asked while hugging Song Yun's arm, "Hubby, their service is so mediocre, how do they manage to stay afloat in Magic Capital?"
