The white rose I picked up cried and said she liked me.

"It is an honor for Zoro to have gained Miss Xu's trust."

Young Master Zoro smiled as he accepted the menu, but his fingers clenched slightly, clearly displeased with Xu Xi's earlier overestimation of Xu Nian.

He spoke fluent English, conversed with the waiter beside him, and ordered several dishes that he considered to be local specialties.

"Ms. Xu, I must recommend the filet mignon at this restaurant to you."

He turned to look at Xu Xi.

"I came here with my father a few years ago to discuss cooperation. I tried the filet mignon here and was very impressed. The beef is air-freighted from the local area on the same day. From slaughter to serving, it takes no more than 24 hours. The meat is tender and the taste is authentic. It is exactly the same as what I ate at the North Carolina plantation."

Xu Xi nodded slightly: "I will follow Young Master Solong's arrangements."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Zoro's smile widened, but his gaze suddenly shifted to Xu Nian, who was sitting next to Xu Xi, and a hint of ill intent flashed across his eyes.

Judging from her actions just now, he guessed that Xu Nian obviously didn't eat Western food often and probably wasn't very familiar with table manners.

He planned to take this opportunity to make things difficult for Xu Nian.

"Mr. Xu, since Miss Xu is willing to listen to you in everything, then please decide how well-done you two would like your steaks?"

How well cooked? Xu Nian paused for a moment, then subconsciously scratched her head, her eyes filled with confusion.

In his eyes, a steak is just a piece of cooked beef, as long as it's edible, why bother distinguishing between different levels of doneness?

He frowned and pondered for a few seconds, but couldn't figure it out, so he honestly said, "Just make sure it's fully cooked."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Zoro burst out laughing, his sarcasm undisguised, as if he had heard something utterly ridiculous.

He patted the waiter's arm beside him, gesturing for him to explain.

The waiter smiled and bowed, speaking slowly in somewhat broken Chinese.

"Sir, I'm so sorry. The filet mignon is made from the tenderloin, the most tender part of the cow, and is designed to be soft and easy to chew. If it's cooked well-done, it will completely ruin its texture. Therefore, we don't offer well-done steaks. Our customers usually choose medium-rare to medium-well, or medium to medium-rare."

Xu Nian's face instantly flushed, a hint of embarrassment flashed across her cheeks, and her eyes became flustered.

Zoro's laughter was like needles pricking his ears, extremely grating.

He never knew that there were so many intricacies involved in eating a steak.

Xu Xi, standing beside him, chuckled softly, picked up the conversation, and turned his gaze to Zoro, his expression calm.

"Young Master Zoro graduated from the prestigious Harvard University, so his knowledge must be extensive, which is beyond doubt."

"That's natural."

Prince Zoro proudly raised his chin and puffed out his chest.

"Then I would like to ask Young Master Zoro a question," Xu Xi said in a calm tone, "Modern humans and chimpanzees share a common ancestor, so why was it that humans were able to evolve into the dominant species on Earth, while chimpanzees could not?"

Zoro pondered for a moment, then, with a confident expression on his face, calmly replied.

"It's very simple. Our Homo sapiens ancestors were the first to master the skill of using fire to cook food, keep warm, and defend against enemies."

"The nutritional value of cooked food far surpasses that of raw meat, which allowed our ancestors' brain capacity to evolve rapidly, far exceeding that of chimpanzees. This enabled them to learn to use tools, make weapons, and develop language, gradually evolving into modern humans."

He paused, his arrogance growing even stronger. As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at Xu Nian, a mocking smile playing on his lips, his words carrying a hidden meaning.

"It is precisely because our ancestors were more intelligent than chimpanzees that they were able to sit firmly on the throne of the earth, at the top of the food chain, and serve all the world's delicacies on the table; while chimpanzees can only be confined to zoos, performing tricks for people to watch."

Xu Nian felt a pang in her heart and clenched her fists.

He could tell that Zoro was mocking him, implying that he was clumsy and unsophisticated, like a chimpanzee.

Xu Xi, however, remained smiling, clapped his hands lightly, and said with a hint of approval, "Young Master Solon is absolutely right."

Zoro was feeling smug when he heard Xu Xi change his tone. The smile in his eyes gradually faded, and his tone became somewhat questioning, each word clear and distinct.

"If we Homo sapiens take pride in intelligence and consider the mastery of cooked food a hallmark of evolution, why do some people take pride in eating rare or medium-rare meat while scoffing at well-done meat, which has a higher nutritional value?"

"Does this mean that some people actually want to shed all traces of evolution, live like chimpanzees, confined in cages, performing acrobatics for people to watch?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing Zoro's smugness.

He froze on the spot, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

Xu Xi's words were logical and well-founded, progressing step by step, leaving him with no way to refute them.

He subconsciously turned his head and exchanged a glance with the waiter beside him. Both of them stared at each other, unsure of how to respond.

Xu Xi completely wiped the smile off his face, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes. He turned his gaze to the waiter, instantly switching to fluent English, his tone full of reprimand.

"There is always a choice between well-done and cooked steak, but well-done requires a very high level of skill from the chef, and it can easily burn if not cooked properly."

"You find it troublesome, so you lie and say you don't have any. As a food service worker, you should be familiar with all the details of the dishes and respect the taste preferences of the customers, instead of using your so-called 'standards' to educate consumers on how to dine."

"Do you mean we're paying to be lectured and have to put up with your attitude?"

Before the waiter could explain, Xu Xi picked up his bag, took Xu Nian's hand, and stood up.

"Young Master Zoro, it seems that the restaurant you have chosen not only has a poorly trained chef, but also arrogant and perfunctory staff. My fiancé and I are sorry, but we cannot continue to accompany you. Let's find another place to dine."

After saying that, she gave the waiter a cold glare.

"Before I leave, I will formally file a complaint against you and this restaurant. I'm sure my complaint, as a guest of the presidential suite, carries some weight."

Upon hearing this, the waiter broke out in a cold sweat, his face turned deathly pale, and his body trembled slightly.

Having worked at this restaurant for many years, he knows better than anyone that the service industry values ​​complaints the most, especially high-end restaurants.

The cost of a presidential suite is equivalent to several years' salary for him in a single day. When a customer complains about such a situation, the hotel will definitely stand by the customer's side unconditionally.

Just then, a man in a black tuxedo hurriedly entered the private room. As soon as he entered, he bowed deeply to Xu Xi and apologized in fluent Chinese.

"Madam, I am so sorry! I am the manager of this restaurant. I am deeply ashamed to learn that the waiter's rude behavior offended you and your loved one, and I have come to apologize to you."

He adopted an extremely humble posture and spoke with sincerity.