Su Nanzhi took another look at the other party's address, which was also in Beijing.
She replied and asked for the specific address.
Then the other party responded instantly:
[Beijing City No.1 Middle School]
Oh?
It seems like they're another little unfortunate egg, just like Gu Juncheng.
Su Nanzhi subconsciously categorized the other party as a student, and in the end, she said she would go and check out the situation first.
After arranging a time, she put the matter aside for now, but suddenly her phone started ringing with a caller ID display.
"Is this Master Su?" a man's voice, a bit familiar.
The next sentence made Su Nanzhi remember, "I'm Yang Qirui, the owner of that bar from before."
Oh, so it's a customer.
Su Nanzhi paused, "Is there another issue with the bar?"
Her after-sales service was indeed excellent; she would definitely take responsibility if there was an issue.
