Feng Xuhui stood at the airport lobby as he recalled what the owner of Tang Song Restaurant had told him.
The man's prediction had come true! No wonder he was a successful businessman.
Feng Xuhui was exhilarated by his own luck.
It was still very early. Feng Xuhui made several circuits before leaving the arrival hall to stroll outside of the building. He felt uncomfortable not being able to share this wonderful occasion with someone else.
Heading upstairs, he positioned himself beside the ashtray before the entrance and lit a cigarette, puffing happily.
As he watched pedestrians flow by, Feng Xuhui thought he smelled something fragrant in the chilly night air.
"Little Feng? Why are you here?" a familiar voice said.
Startled , Feng Xuhui turned around to behold Hua Yingying and Wu Haishi.
