During business hours, Yuan Zhou had always adhered to the principle of not being distracted by other things. Those who could greet him with a nod were either close friends or seniors. Otherwise, if he nodded every time a person came, most of his time would be wasted on nodding. He might even lose his head.
Tan Mingxin and Qiu Minglu obviously knew about this. They nodded and found their own seats. They came in earlier and chose a table for two. As they were old, they felt that it was more secure to sit at the table than at the bar.
"What do you want to eat?" Qiu Minglu asked tan Mingxin as he considered which ethnic dishes he would like to eat.
He was good at the cuisines of eight different ethnic groups. If he ordered all of them, he would definitely not be able to finish them. There was a rule in the restaurant that if he couldn't finish them, he would be blacklisted. Moreover, he couldn't take them away. He still needed to remove the rules.
