Su Weifeng of course wouldn't really listen to his mom, and after a while, Qiao Yushan came over.
"Thank you for making the trip all this way." Qiao Yushan sat down, very polite.
With a smile, Su Weifeng said, "It's okay, not that far. Come on, come eat, my mom hand-wrapped these for you."
In his own office, Su Weifeng was still that calm and composed, as if he was dealing with an old friend, which made Qiao Yushan even more surprised by Su Weifeng. Although the two of them were quite familiar with each other, the pressure one felt in different settings varied. Being so at ease in her office, this guy must have been someone accustomed to big scenes.
"So many, how can I eat all of these?" Qiao Yushan looked at the four boxes of dumplings that Su Weifeng had opened, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Su Weifeng laughed and said, "I haven't eaten either, and each box is a different filling. My mom also wants me to report back on which filling you like best."
