"Waiter, another dish of dried chili peppers!"
Su Sheng had taken off his suit jacket earlier and casually draped it over the chair, revealing a corner of his wallet. His travel bag was also carelessly placed on the chair.
He had unbuttoned three buttons of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves high. Sweat beads covered his forehead. He was literally courting death by eating hotpot, especially since he ordered an extra spicy base.
His tolerance for spiciness was average, but he suddenly felt like having hotpot today, so why not?
During his time in the military, he had developed a liking for Sichuan cuisine. Now, eating spicy food was also a way for him to reconnect with that feeling. He was the former King of Soldiers, no longer a bystander.
In Hotpot City, even at noon, there were many diners, simply because of the lunch discount.
His frivolous spending was also boosting domestic demand and driving the economy—it was a matter related to global climate change!
