"Minister Sun, please order," Wang Dazhuang said.
Sun Changjiu let out a chuckle, feigning modesty, "No need, no need, you order, I'm easy to please."
Easy to please my foot, Wang Dazhuang cursed inwardly, but outwardly he remained polite, "Minister Sun, you are our guest today, it's only natural for you to choose. If you keep being so modest, I'll feel embarrassed."
Only then did Sun Changjiu take the hint, "Since you all insist, I'll just take up your kind offer. I'll just have a little of everything." After saying this, he took the menu and really did order casually, selecting seven or eight dishes, each one a pricy speciality of the restaurant. Then he added, "Seven or eight dishes should be enough for three people; let's not order too much. If we can't finish it, it would be a waste. Do you think we need anything else? As for drinks, just pick something light, I still have to drive later, just a little taste will do, haha."
