After Ye Chen picked up his chopsticks.
Everyone else followed suit, digging in with gusto.
Ye Chen sampled every dish, a satisfied expression appearing on his face.
After being trained by him, the chefs at Prosperity Hotel had taken their cooking skills to the next level. Every dish tasted excellent.
No wonder Prosperity Hotel had been fully booked every day lately. Wedding banquets, business banquets, full-month celebrations, graduation banquets, year-end banquets... they had all been booked solid.
After making his way through the dishes.
Everyone began raising their glasses to Ye Chen and Su Ningwei.
Su Ningwei was in a good mood and drank a few glasses as well, her little face soon turning crimson.
Leaning close to Su Ningwei's ear, Ye Chen whispered in a voice only she could hear, "Drink less. If you get drunk, there'll be no fun tonight."
How could drinking compare to playing cards?
When Su Ningwei heard that, her little face reddened even further. Obediently, she switched to fruit juice and did not touch another drop of alcohol.
More and more people gathered around Ye Chen and Su Ningwei, showering them with endless compliments.
"President Ye and Mrs. Ye are such a perfect match! You both have looks and talent—truly the strongest King and Queen of Chinese music!"
"President Ye, you're truly incredible. You're the first singer I've ever seen achieve a Grand Slam. Your talent is simply outstanding."
"President Ye, becoming the King of Singers this year was absolutely deserved. I've never seen another singer like you, with both quantity and quality."
"President Ye, I love your songs so much. You have to stream more next year. Whenever I enter your livestream, I can't even make it into the top three on the leaderboard. I can't even get a song request in."
"President