Several days later...
"Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan, surprising news." A man suddenly ran into the restaurant and said anxiously.
It was the break time between breakfast and lunch when there wasn't anybody in Yuan Zhou's restaurant. Even Zhou Jia hadn't arrived yet.
Only Yuan Zhou was there, preparing the dishes for lunch, alone.
Hearing that, he raised the head and looked toward the person.
"What's wrong, Wu Zhou?" Yuan Zhou was a little puzzled.
"Hey! How could you still be so calm? There seems to be a new western restaurant not far from here. Look, it's the invitation letter." Seeing Yuan Zhou's motionless manner, Wu Zhou became quite worried. While speaking, he handed an exquisite card to Yuan Zhou.
The appearance of the card was fairly magnificent. It was wrapped in an invitation bag and the paper felt like the fine and smooth silk cloth.
"Is your company holding the annual meeting so early?" Yuan Zhou received the invitation card and asked with puzzlement.
