"Are we going to line up now?" Gan Zhong looked at the bustling crowd on the street and couldn't make up his mind.
"Do we need to wait?" Yan Xiliang was also not sure.
According to the information he had found, it seemed that it was not time to line up yet. Otherwise, there would not be no one at the entrance of the restaurant. But it should be soon, because there were already customers waiting.
For example, there were a few people standing under the roof opposite them. They seemed to be hiding from the sun, but their eyes were fixed on the door of master chef Restaurant. The meaning was self-evident.
"The queue starts at 11 O' clock. There's still half an hour left. We can sit here and wait." Director Wang said directly.
