Su Qing observed the man's every move and was even more confident that the people living in the room next door were Lanting's people. Perhaps the people in this shop were either his or Lanting's group.
The thin man went upstairs and stayed for less than half a cup of tea before coming downstairs. The waiter happened to be delivering food to Su Qing's room. The thin man looked at the food on the tray and called the waiter over.
"This is for us, right?"
He reached out to take the tray.
"Hey, customer, this isn't for you. It's for the guest who lives in the room next to yours."
The waiter hurriedly snatched it over. The thin man smiled slightly.
"Oh, I misunderstood."
After saying that, he returned the tray to the waiter and narrowed his eyes as he watched the waiter send the food into Su Qing's room.
"Sir, try our Spanish mackerel from Haicheng and this clam soup. They are especially delicious and can't be eaten in the mainland."
