Noon.
Delicious food.
It made Uranus feel that even giving up a commercial performance worth hundreds of thousands was worth it.
His two assistants also wolfed down their food voraciously.
Like Uranus, Tang Qing ate meat and vegetables with big bites, while the girls at the table chewed slowly, which wasn't considered rude for a set meal at noontime.
A mishmash of a set meal.
Steak.
Seafood.
Barbecue.
Snacks.
Salad.
...
Everyone in front of them had a large square plate, the amount of food slightly adjusted to each person's appetite to avoid waste. The largest portion was in front of Tang Qing.
It looked frightening.
Thankfully, everyone was used to it.
This casual atmosphere made them feel very comfortable. As Kai would say, "Elegance isn't something you fake, only kids do that."
Uranus swallowed a piece of grilled lamb.
