"Wait. Brother Chen, the roast fish you were eating just now seemed to be mine." Ma Zhida covered the roast fish with his hands and said in surprise.
"Of course. Mine has been served." On hearing that, Chen Wei said obviously.
"The entire fish is so small. You can't eat it anymore." Ma Zhida pulled the plate closer to himself.
"Alright, you are right. The fish is not big. Then you can't eat mine later. I can spare you a vegetable kebab." Chen Wei said straightforwardly and generously.
"Um." Ma Zhida nodded the head.
However, he hadn't discovered that there wasn't much fish meat left in front of him. There was nothing but a fish tail left.
Just as the saying goes, it wasn't easy to get along with people who are inherently greedy. Just now, when Chen Wei ate Ma Zhida's roast fish, he didn't even think of saving some for him. He ate it so quickly that almost half the fish entered his stomach.
