In the afternoon.
Old Wu's residence.
Zhang Ye got out of his car after returning to the villa. The moment he stepped foot onto the front yard, he could smell the fragrant aroma of Old Wu's cooking. The door wasn't locked. He pushed open the door and entered the house. He saw Old Wu cooking in the open kitchen.
"Whoa, it smells really good. What are we having for lunch?" Zhang Ye probed.
Old Wu carried on cooking and said, "Shredded pork and red-braised pork ribs."
"Great, they're all my favorites." Zhang Ye was delighted.
Old Wu asked, "Have you settled it?"
Zhang Ye answered, "Yes, I've settled it. How could I have come back otherwise. 90% of the top 30 scorers in the Beijing college entrance exam are now listening to Peking University's admissions talk. As for how many of those students will end up applying to Peking University, I do not know. It all depends on them now."
Old Wu said, "I heard that you even smashed their cars?"
