By the time he left the relevant department, it was already seven in the evening.
Chen Yu stood at the doorway stretching lazily, his face filled with gloom.
He suddenly realized that he had been a bit negligent of his proper business.
Originally, his restaurant had been doing well, and with the culinary skills provided by the system, he could have continued to expand his shop.
But now, instead of managing his business, he was either participating in survival competitions or providing medical consultations, and, today, he even ended up at the relevant department to assist with a criminal case.
However, the skills granted by the system did indeed give him the capabilities he needed.
And these so-called distractions had begun to feel like a way of giving back to society.
With this thought, Chen Yu felt somewhat reconciled.
"Bro Yu, it seems I've delayed you for half a day!"
