Su Zhinian then grabbed Song Qingchun's hand and pulled her back to his car. As they walked, he asked, "Would you prefer Golden Corner or Beijing Hotel?"
Su Zhinian only gave two names before he felt a tug on his arm. He stopped moving and turned around with surprise. The girl was pointing down a direction twenty-five degrees to the left of them, saying, "I want to have that."
Su Zhinian followed Song Qingchun's finger and saw that she was referring to a barbeque shop. The place was crowded, and it was open-air in the sense that all the tables were placed outdoors.
He had given her the choice of so many high-class restaurants, but she had chosen a roadside stalls. Su Zhinian paused for a moment before relenting. However, before they ventured to the stall, Su Zhinian returned to his car to park it nicely lest it continued to hold up the traffic.