Zheng Qian always said she would be quick, but an hour later, all the tables around her had turned several groups of customers, and she was still sitting there alone.
Outside, Li Meifeng couldn't stand it anymore, clomping into the door in her little leather boots.
"Hey, where's this bumpkin from the sticks? Is this place for you?"
"Don't know how to eat steak or Western food? Go learn how before you come here, don't embarrass yourself in public, okay?"
Zheng Qian looked incredulously around her and pointed at herself.
"Bumpkin? Don't know how to discuss Western food? Are you talking about me?"
What's with these Beijing people? One after another, they're too rude.
She had studied abroad, how could she possibly not know how to eat Western food?
"Stop babbling, you've hogged this spot long enough, it's someone else's turn by now."
Saying this, she unceremoniously sat across from Zheng Qian.
A few young comrades following her also took their seats one by one.
