As Ling Hong had solved the matter about Yuan Zhou, he was very happy during lunchtime. Even with Wu Hai's provocation, he acted as if he hadn't seen it. Furthermore, he dealt with some business affairs on his phone delightedly.
Then, he stood in the restaurant and waited for Yuan Zhou to get off work.
And he appeared quite patient today. In normal times, one would never be able to see him being patient, except when he was waiting for Yuan Zhou to open the door.
"It truly turns out to be a conspiracy." Looking at Ling Hong, Wu Hai said with a click of his tongue.
"Uh-huh." Ling Hong just snorted and didn't answer him.
"Everyone is welcome to come back in the evening. Lunchtime has ended." Yuan Zhou brought out the words that symbolized the end of lunch.
After that, the customers walked out of the restaurant in twos and threes. They were quite used to Yuan Zhou opening and closing the door exactly on time and thus left cooperatively.
