Today, everything was as usual at the pub above Yuan Zhou's restaurant. There were not many customers around, with only six of them in total including Shen Min.
On one table was a novelist who was always alone. On another table was Chen Wei and his friend, Shen Xi. The last table was Jiang Changxi and Yin Ya.
Jiang Changxi would occasionally treat someone to a drink. Today, Yin Ya was the one she was treating. The two career women shared many topics of conversation, with Yin Ya being slightly less talkative than Jiang Changxi.
Wu Hai was not here tonight. When the aroma waffled upstairs, the novelist who was seated the nearest to the courtyard was the first to smell it.
"Did anyone smell something?" asked the novelist doubtfully while holding a bottle of liquor with one hand.
"What smell? Are you going to treat me to a drink?" Chen Wei asked.
