The place where they went to eat was the small restaurant at the foot of the mountain.
"Where have they gone to?" Wang Yao asked.
"They have gone to deal with the matter that Sir told them to," Zhong Liuchuan said in a roundabout and discreet way.
Wang Yao nodded.
The dishes were served quickly because there were not many people dining. There were only three tables, including them. Wang Yao and the manager were acquaintances. The manager came out to greet them, but his expression did not look good.
"What's the matter, Manager Li?" Wang Yao asked.
"Don't even mention it. Business has been very poor in recent months. Fortunately, it is in my yard. Otherwise, I would have had great losses." He lit a cigarette and sighed.
"Is that so? As far as I know, it should be a good time to visit the hot springs," Wang Yao replied.
