But luckily, both artists drove there as well.
It was a bit odd, certainly, but there was no helping it—after all, it would be impossible to squeeze three people into one car, so where would the two artists sit?
Could they possibly pile up like Arhats, or even sit on Chu Dazhuang's lap?
That day, the Heavenly Farm welcomed several distinguished guests. A Lamborghini Veneno and an Audi A8 parked at the entrance brought great prestige to the restaurant.
As the three got out of their cars, the owner nearly wished he could go out to greet them in person.
After all, just Chu Dazhuang's car alone was worth enough to buy his restaurant ten or twenty times over.
The server jogged over, gently pushing the door open with a smile and greeting Chu Dazhuang and the others.
"Hello, welcome to Heavenly Farmhouse."
After finishing, Chu Dazhuang smiled and nodded at them.
The three settled down and, under the owner's arrangement, were seated in the most secluded private room.
