The food alley near the school was a lively place every night. After all, sustenance was the reason mankind was alive. The restaurant Zhang Heng chose served some of the best grilled fish around the area. Hence, the establishment was doing very well, with an almost perpetual queue waiting outside the restaurant every night. As Han Lu looked around for parking, Zhang Heng headed to the usher to get the number. More than 30 people were in line in front of him.
"Should we change restaurants?" Zhang Heng asked Han Lu.
"It's fine. Let's eat here," Han Lu said. "I'm not in a hurry, anyway."
It was a shame that those in the finance line didn't hear what she said, or they would have probably died of shock. It was hard to imagine that the Han Lu, who always went, 'My time is precious. Make your long story short. Don't say anything unnecessary' would even think of waiting in a thirty person queue.
