Around noon, Lin Qian and Li Zhicheng sat down at a small restaurant near the newer production base to have lunch.
The owner of the restaurant served them a small steaming hot pot, which smelled spicy and delicious. But no food, no matter how good, could cure the cold and foreboding expression on Li Zhicheng's face. He sat up straight like a military man, eating quickly and quietly.
Lin Qian concentrated on eating too, trying to look humble and hide most of her presence.
With a clang, the restaurant door opened again. Lin Qian heard the owner ask, "How many?"
Soon, Gu Yanzhi, dressed in a suit, sat down with them, throwing his car keys on the table.
"Hello, Mr. Gu," said Lin Qian immediately. She then asked the owner to bring another set of plates and chopsticks for him.
Li Zhicheng looked up at him briefly and then continued to have his lunch.
