With the arrival of Xia Chen'an, the cleared VIP area was bustling with much more activity.
Whether they were male or female servers, Xia Chen'an always had a flirtatious comment for them.
"Is this tasty?"
"Yes, Mr. Xia."
"Really? I think you're tastier."
…
"Every time you come, my phone screen lights up. I think my phone likes you, come along with me."
…
"Miss, may I ask you a question?"
"Mr. Xia, please speak."
"What does 'niwei' mean when you reverse the order?"
"Wei Ni." (Sounds like 'I Love You')
"Hmm, I love you too."
…
From the side, Zhang Te looked at Xia Chen'an, speechless and utterly in admiration.
Mr. Xia was his role model!
In contrast to Zhang Te, Han Jingnian sitting next to him was much calmer, ignoring Xia Chen'an as though he didn't exist, occasionally reading documents and typing on his laptop.
Time unknowingly drifted by.
Around nine o'clock, Xia Chen'an's cell phone rang for perhaps the umpteenth time that evening.
