President Hai suddenly felt embarrassed.
He didn't recognize that word at all.
"Oh my, Uncle Hai doesn't recognize it? I thought Uncle Hai's French level was really high."
Xiao Chen sighed and said, "I'm just starting to learn French, barely entry-level. I had thought about asking Uncle Hai for guidance, sigh."
"Foie gras! It means foie gras!"
While speaking, President Hai managed to pronounce the French for foie gras, not quite standard but at least he got it out.
It seems like a last-minute sharpening of skills.
"But Uncle Hai, I remember that word seems to mean 'menu'."
As he spoke, Xiao Chen read out the French for 'menu'.
In an instant, President Hai's face turned red and his neck bulged; he realized that he had been played by Xiao Chen, who must understand French, hence the teasing. Damn it! The clever brat was too cunning.
"Xiao Chen, Uncle Hai already said he only knows a smattering; please don't make it difficult for Uncle Hai!"
Shang Qingcheng said sternly.
