Yang Fan and his two companions were almost at the cashier when they happened to run into Diwu Ming and Guan Ping coming around from another corridor, meeting on a narrow path. On spotting Yang Fan, Diwu Ming's eyes flashed with the gleam of a wolf spotting a sheep.
"Fanzi, Mr. Zhou, you're here to support my business again today!"
Diwu Ming quickly took a few steps forward, asking with a smile.
Yang Fan shrank his neck, then forcibly put on an unconcerned expression and said, "Old Zhou isn't in a good mood today, wants to cheer up with Sister Ming, Old Zhao and I are just tagging along."
"Is that so," Diwu Ming smiled and looked at Zhao Wu, "Is this your first time here, boss?"
"First time, I just run a freight business, I'm not worthy of being called a boss. If not for Boss Zhou generously treating today, I wouldn't have had the chance to come to such a fancy place," Zhao Wu said very honestly.
