As a top-tier university, Beiqing's cafeterias were naturally far above the standard. Because the campus was so large, there were several cafeterias. Besides the usual big-pot meals, there were also places specializing in stir-fries. The prices were fair, the selection of cuisines was quite comprehensive, and the taste—well, it was at least guaranteed to be decent, a notch above home cooking. It was pretty good.
Once they arrived, everyone ordered what they wanted to eat. But only Wang Ying and Yang Cheng actually ordered dishes. Xiao Qianxi and the other two girls all turned to look at Wang Yan.
So Wang Yan fully assumed his role as the backbone of the group and, without the slightest hesitation, ordered nine dishes in one go. Adding Yang Cheng and Wang Ying's orders, they had fourteen dishes total—cold plates, hot stir-fries, soups, the works.
"Come on, bro. Can we even finish this much with just the few of us? And we still need staple food."
Yang Cheng did not care about the money, but what he meant was obvious.
Wang Yan smiled. "Don't worry. I'm not treating you like some sucker. If we can't finish it, I'll pay."
"Aren't you basically insulting me? It's not that I care about the money. I'm just worried about wasting food."
"Shouldn't rich people all be extravagant?" Xu Lin asked curiously.
"Being rich doesn't mean being stupid." Yang Cheng looked at her as if she were an idiot. "Waste is shameful."
Xu Lin gave him the same idiot-looking stare. "So you save a little when it comes to eating and drinking, but being extravagant in other areas doesn't count as waste?"
"Uh..." Yang Cheng was left speechless. "You have a point. Um... Wang Yan? I heard from Wang Ying that you're starting a business?"
Wang Yan thoughtfully