After returning to the restaurant, Yuan Zhou went upstairs and washed himself. By the time he went downstairs again, it was time for him to prepare dinner ingredients.
Naturally, Yuan Zhou still focused fully on his dinner preparations even if the Tri-Color Beans incident was still plaguing his mind.
While Yuan Zhou was preparing the ingredients, the customers started lining up outside.
Today, the queue was somewhat different. Usually, the queue would be bustling with noise, but today, a certain part of the queue was rather silent. That was the end part of the queue.
That was because just a while ago, Ling Hong joined the queue with a white-haired old man that still had steady and firm steps despite his age.
The old man appeared imposing and his expression was very strict. Even Ling Hong who would usually be messing around was standing there silently.
