"Here you go." The waiter arrived and gently placed the drinks and plates of strawberry cheesecakes in front of the two young men that were seated next to the window. Their appearances were so stunning that he felt nervous.
This waiter was aware of Han Qingshan's identity. He was often at the mall, and this cafe was one of the places he would often visit, so anyone who worked there already knew him and was always ready to provide him with the best treatment.
Han Qingshan was used to being treated as a heavenly sent genius, someone that everyone looked up to and adored. Even at home, no one would ever scold him or complain about him. He had free reins to do whatever he wished to do, with full support from his family.
He was after all the heir to an empire. The Han corporation was the biggest in their country, its wealth so overwhelming that no one would be capable of ever spending that much money in their entire lifetime, even if they tried.
