"Fisherman's Wharf, have you been here for seafood before?" Zhu Wencong asked Luo Xueqing beside him.
"No! It's too expensive! I'm not used to seafood either, river delicacies taste better!" Luo Xueqing commented.
Zhu Wencong smiled faintly, casually found a spot to sit down, watched the seascape, and enjoyed the food.
Luo Xueqing noticed that Zhu Wencong knew how to live well. Being a boss was great, not having to rush between cities across California.
"Aren't you worried about your own safety?" Luo Xueqing knew Zhu Wencong was currently on the most-wanted list.
"My current security level is very high, layers inside and out, impenetrable to anyone.
San Francisco is my backyard, if anyone wants to harm me, there will be people informing me immediately.
Unless the person is crazy, but they can't accomplish anything alone, so the danger isn't particularly great.
