"I didn’t eat my fill at all," Wu Hai said in conclusion.
Then, a terrific idea suddenly occurred to him. After turning around and leaving the restaurant quickly, Wu Hai went upstairs to his apartment, took a bottle of mineral water, and then came downstairs again. This time, however, he needed to line up to eat the cakes, of course.
However, he was not here to buy it by himself. He knew very well what one meal meant.
"Bro, I see you have been here for several times. Do you know me?" Wu Hai aimed for one person and patted his shoulder, asking.
"Yes. You come every day. So…?" The person looked like a cultured person, but spoke straightforwardly and bluntly.
"How many Baked Egg Cakes are you prepared to buy?" Wu Hai directly asked to the point.
"One for a taste," the person raised his eyebrows and answered straightforwardly.
