"Forget it, you won't understand even if I told you the plan." Lu Yan decided to stop explaining.
Qiao Fei rolled his eyes, deciding to stop trying. The duo returned to their meal, slowly eating their steak and sipping their wine.
"The soup is ready." The chef brought out two bowls of soup.
"Please enjoy it while it's still hot." The chef spoke perfect English.
Qiao Fei and Lu Yan each took one glance at the soup and then looked at one another meaningfully.
Lu Yan smiled and turned around to look at the chef.
"Are you the head chef here?"
"Yes."
"You made this soup?" Lu Yan asked again.
"Yes, I promise it's delicious."
"Is that right? I never believe what others tell me. Why… don't you take a sip for me?" Lu Yan smiled at the chef.
At that, the chef looked absolutely terrified.
"Here, have some soup… and I'll give you a 10,000 dollars tip."