Xiaobao has seemed leisurely these past couple of days, but he's been constantly keeping an eye on the reports from group AB. Right now, Xiaobao is at the construction site, eating a meal valued at ten yuan with the workers in the cafeteria.
Jiang Fengying watches them wolfing down their food, as if the dishes in front of them aren't fatty meat and plain rice, but rare delicacies.
Looking at the meal in her own lunchbox, Jiang Fengying doesn't even feel the slightest desire to pick up her chopsticks.
Unable to hold back, she glares at Xiaobao. This guy is really asking for it, daring to come to the cafeteria to mooch food. That's not all; earlier, he gleefully told her he wanted to treat her to a big meal.
Unable to suppress her frustration any longer, she says, "Xiaobao, is this your idea of a big meal?"
Xiaobao looks up, swallows a bite, and laughs, "Isn't this a big meal? Look at how many tables are set up here!"
