Tang Xiu slightly frowned, since he didn’t expect someone from Shanghai’s Everlasting Feast Hall would actually recognize him. Though he knew the Everlasting Feast Hall’s HQ in Jingmen Island should have forwarded his photo to the core members, but this was way too coincidental, right?
Han Qingwu glanced at Tang Xiu and Chi Nan. With a bewildered look on her beautiful face, she asked, “What did you call Tang Xiu? Boss?”
“Teacher Han, many restaurant’s attendants call their guests Boss,” Hu Qingsong grinned, “I often encounter this situation. By the way, pretty woman, we are students, not Bosses.”
Chi Nan was startled for a moment. With her smooth and slick nature in dealing with all social situations, she was exceptionally astute. Judging from the slight frown on Tang Xiu’s face, she knew she had misstepped.
It seemed like her boss didn’t want the two to know his identity.
