Seeing how well Lady Zhao received him, Sun Xian could tell that this Lady must have been out and about. She must have friends all over the world.
Since that was the case, Sun Xian did not think too much about it. He handed himself over to Zhao Youyue. Whatever she said, he would listen. It would save him the trouble of constantly thinking about how to leave a good impression on Zhao Youyue.
Now, he understood. As long as he listened to her and gave her face, she would not hate him.
In all fairness, Sun Xian didn't like girls who liked to dominate others. He preferred girls who were traditional and virtuous. He might be criticized by some for being a straight man, but this was his true opinion.
However, Sun Xian felt that a rich and beautiful lady like Zhao Youyue could do whatever she wanted. She was the only one who could do as she pleased. If it had been someone else, Sun Xian would not have listened to her like this.
In fact, the best way to get along with Lady Zhao was to listen to her, especially when it came to food.
Sun Xian thought that he was already very good at eating. After all, he had the money and time. When he was not playing mahjong, he could eat everywhere he wanted. Even so, his food was still on the low end. Zhao Youyue was different. She could eat anything. She even thought that she had tasted all the delicacies in the world. Therefore, she could only pursue the "glowing cuisine" of the literary world.
In fact, Zhao Youyue was quite biased. Whenever she brought Su Li out for a meal, she would carefully choose the best dishes. High-end restaurants were just a perfunctory gesture. Only those delicacies that she had dug out herself were sincere.
If Zhao Youyue wanted to write, she could write a travel book about food. However, a Lady like her would not have the motivation to write unless her family's circumstances changed drastically. She would follow Cao Xueqin's example. When she was rich, she could not wait to enjoy life. Why would she want to write …
Those who stood at the top of the pyramid only needed others to write for them. Zhao Youyue was climbing up the ladder.
The restaurant Zhao Youyue brought Sun Xian to was a Japanese cuisine that cost more than a thousand RMB per person, excluding alcohol. The taste was just so-so. If the customers knew about the price, they would probably say that it was delicious, even if it was not. They would definitely share it on their social media. This might be the only time in their lives. If they really liked it, they could come back a few more times.
Nonetheless, the interior of the shop was not bad. It had a classic Japanese vibe to it. Sun Xian felt that Lady Zhao had given him a lot of face. Zhao Youyue was the one who was treating him to this meal.
If Sun Xian didn't know that Lady Zhao was a super tycoon, he wouldn't have let her treat him no matter what. At the same time, if Lady Zhao didn't have a mind of her own, he would have tried to treat her instead. A meal for two would cost a few thousand. Of course, he could afford it once in a while …
But there was no other way. Lady Zhao had said that she would pay for all the expenses of food, drinks, and entertainment if she invited the author out to meet to express her love for the author's work. Otherwise, she would not be giving her face.
Zhao Youyue also said that if he did not believe her, he could ask Su Li, Leng Zi, Rosemary, Shi Jingnian …
Although Sun Xian was a newbie, he had heard of these authors, especially the mangaka Su Li. It was said that her brush contained a mysterious power. Whoever she drew would suffer misfortune.
Zhao Youyue chatted with Sun Xian as they walked. She bragged about her revolutionary friendship with Su Li, and even offered to let Su Li draw for Sun Xian's artwork.
When Sun Xian heard this, he couldn't help but feel that there was a hint of an undisguised threat. Was this an illusion?
Regardless, Sun Xian was convinced by Zhao Youyue's generosity. Since Lady Zhao had treated the other authors so well, and had given them all sorts of rewards, he had no choice but to accept them.
Unbeknownst to Sun Xian, Zhao Youyue had never truly fallen for him. She had only picked an expensive Japanese restaurant at random.
As they tasted the food, Zhao Youyue once again expressed her love for his work, "Dog Days." She also hoped that Sun Xian would continue to update his work. It would be even better if he could update more every day.
Sun Xian was embarrassed by Lady Zhao's warm hospitality. Although he had started writing as a way to kill time, he had been corrupted by Lady Zhao now. Eating such expensive Japanese cuisine, how could he have the nerve to update his novel?
This was like a soft bribe. It was much more reliable than sending razor blades. Would the author cut their wrists after receiving the razor blades?
He did not know how this bad habit of sending razor blades had become so popular. For shameless, old, thieving authors, razor blades were their glory …
Sun Xian noticed that Lady Zhao's behavior when she ate was especially graceful. Perhaps it shouldn't be described as eating. She was just tasting the food, and the amount she actually ate was actually very small. Even if she liked to eat, she would only taste the food and not gorge herself at all.
In fact, Zhao Youyue did not like the food that much. She felt that the taste was passable. She was already pursuing the "luminous cuisine" that could only be found in literary worlds. She was too picky.
Sun Xian was enjoying his meal. He had never eaten Japanese cuisine before, so he would never eat anything raw. The other dishes were not bad. There was foie gras, fried prawns, crab stew, and so on. They all tasted good. He felt that the money was well spent. Even if he had to treat them, he would feel that it was worth it.
That was enough.
The guests were all happy.
After Sun Xian was done chatting, he invited Zhao Youyue, "Lady, do you know how to play mahjong? I'm always short of one player …"
Sun Xian drank some plum wine. He was a little excited. He talked about how much he loved mahjong, and how he had killed everyone in it.
Zhao Youyue smiled, but she was cursing in her heart. She finally understood why Uncle Sun Xian's updates were so deceptive. This guy loved mahjong!
Of course, Zhao Youyue knew nothing about gambling. However, if she were to play in a literary world that was related to gambling, she might become the God of Gamblers. When that happens, she would be as ferocious as a tiger. She would make Sun Xian doubt his life. Would he choose mahjong, or would he choose to update?
Zhao Youyue politely declined the invitation. However, she bragged about how she had once been to a casino in Las Vegas, and how she had won everything with her luck. Sun Xian was dumbfounded. He really believed that Zhao Youyue was an expert at gambling.
Zhao Youyue was always blindly confident. She believed that there was nothing that she was not good at, because she was walking on the path that she was good at.
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