Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Wang Bin sneered inside.
In his view, Zhang Yang was clearly trying to pose as wealthier than he was by pretending.
"Wife, you saw it too, it wasn't me insisting on going. It was Zhang Yang who felt this way," Wang Bin cheerfully said.
Xia Xue also turned back to look at Zhang Yang then directly refused, "Zhang Yang, just any restaurant will do. Phoenix Restaurant is just okay. Except for the ingredients, its taste isn't even as good as ordinary restaurants."
Zhang Yang knew that Xia Xue was afraid he would embarrass himself, but he genuinely wanted to experience it.
Today he had earned a sizeable extra amount. Xu Mengyan had given him over 80,000 yuan, and according to Chen Yun's estimate, even splurging a bit, twenty thousand yuan would be the limit.
This money, after all, was earned thanks to Chen Yun, thus Zhang Yang did not mind spending it.