Fifteen minutes later, Veronica brought Raymond to a breakfast bar. Because it was remote and the tables there were placed in front of the door, it looked like a roadside stall.
After Veronica got out of the car, she took Raymond to the breakfast bar. Raymond grabbed Veronica's wrist and pointed to the bar not far away, "Are you trying to tell me that we will eat there?"
Veronica nodded. "Yes."
After saying that, Veronica planned to continue walking forward.
Raymond grabbed Veronica's hand and pulled her, saying with a sour face, "I want to go to a breakfast restaurant with a business license, not this kind of street stall."
Veronica frowned and looked at Raymond's disgusted expression.
"Since they are selling breakfast, of course, they have a business license. We are already here. Let's go and eat together."
Raymond was still unwilling to take a step forward.
Raymond was picky when it came to the dining environment. A good dining environment would greatly increase one's appetite.
Raymond was unwilling to eat by the streets. The cars and people were coming and going. Maybe the exhaust of the cars stained the food. He was not in the mood to eat.
"Veronica, we've agreed that if I'm not satisfied with today's breakfast, I won't return the money."
"You haven't eaten yet. How do you know you will be dissatisfied? You have to eat first and then decide, right?" Veronica fooled Raymond like a huckster. "Mr. Cordova, give it a try. What if it's delicious?"
How delicious could the food in such a place be?
Raymond's entire face was filled with disgust.
However, because Veronica had repeatedly fooled him, Raymond looked at her with suspicion, "If I'm not satisfied with the food, we will leave this place immediately!"
"Sure!" Veronica nodded. As she persuaded Raymond to come over, she waved to the driver in the car and asked him to eat with them.
In the end, Veronica, Raymond, and the driver sat down at a table in front of the breakfast bar at the same time.
Looking at the greasy good on the table, Raymond covered his nose in disgust.
Veronica knew Raymond was a clean freak.
She took out a few pieces of tissue from the table and wiped the table as well as Raymond's chair.
Because Veronica wiped the table and chair, Raymond barely resisted the urge to leave the place and sat down.
If Veronica hadn't insisted on having breakfast here, he would never have eaten in a place like this.
When the three of them sat down, a waiter came over to ask, "What do you want to eat?"
"Do you want soup or porridge?" Veronica asked the two people in front of her first.
Raymond frowned and said coldly, "Soup!"
After Raymond spoke, the driver dared to speak, "I want to drink it, too."
Veronica smiled at the waiter and said, "Give me three bowls of soup, bread, and fried eggs!"
Then, Veronica handed the money to the waiter.
The waiter gave change to Veronica, and then, in a short while, another waiter brought the food over.
When everything was ready, Veronica distributed the knives, forks, and spoons to the two in front of her.
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