But how should I put it, going to those streets to eat during the New Year's crossover is like making dumplings. You have to queue for half an hour just for a bite, which isn't really worth it.
Besides, Lin Wanzhou and Qi Ting had just gotten off the plane and were probably tired. Finding a quiet, high-end restaurant with a good atmosphere would better suit their needs at the moment.
When the waiter saw a man and two women approach, two attractive ones with a plain one, he didn't find it strange and promptly came over to greet the guests and show them to their seats.
The restaurant was tranquil, and the lighting was subtle.
There was a good distance between each table, separated by wooden carved screens. A lamp hung above, illuminating the table and creating a warm circle of light.
"Teacher Xu, this place isn't cheap," Qi Ting said.
