Feng Yong glanced over and saw that Zhang Xinwan had already ordered a huge pile of dishes. For three people, she had ordered more than ten dishes. His lips twitched as he said, "That's enough."
"Aren't you going to look?" Zhang Xinwan glanced at Mu Lingyun as she asked.
"No need, I'm not fussy about food, and I have full confidence in my family's restaurant," Mu Lingyun said in a languid tone.
"Shameless!" Zhang Xinwan remarked, seeing she was not giving up, then she asked, "What did you want to talk to us about?"
"Originally, I wanted to persuade you to sign with our company. But seeing how naive you are, only to be bullied, I suddenly don't think I want an artist who can only wail and sob."
"You... where do I only wail and sob? I have many skills. I was known as the classical style talent before!" Zhang Xinwan said, not satisfied.
