After breakfast, Ji Yun showed a disdainful expression, clearly uninterested in interacting with Pan Xiang.
Pan Xiang was shameless, the less Ji Yun bothered with him, the more polite he became.
In fact, Ji Yun had also grasped his psychology; the whole process was meticulously designed by Ji Yun, just waiting for Pan Xiang to fall into the trap.
"Brother Ji, if you ever need help, just give me a shout. I can't make promises for other places, but around this old town area, our word carries weight. If there's work to be done, just call me!" Pan Xiang shouted to Ji Yun's retreating back.
"We'll see, I'm very busy," Ji Yun waved his hand without looking back and walked away.
Watching Ji Yun leave, Pan Xiang sat back down in the breakfast shop and started wolfing down xiaolongbao with big bites.
"This guy, he's got quite the temper," Pan Xiang remarked.
