Ah Fei Noodle House.
A group of men and women dressed in casual and business attire walked into the store and stood respectfully, speaking in unison.
"Director Jiang. Mr. Fang."
The male shop owner, who was chatting with Jiang Chen and Fang Qing, was startled, turned around and scanned the unusual group of men and women, then looked at the two young people he watched grow up, suddenly fell silent, and his expression turned surprised and odd.
"Another four bowls of spicy noodles."
Jiang Chen smiled nonchalantly.
The husband of the owner, who was speaking confidently before, suddenly seemed introverted, nodded stiffly, then got up to cook the noodles, his movements showing a bit of clumsiness.
"Sit."
The four legal experts who traveled from afar looked at each other.
"Sit."
It wasn't until Fang Qing spoke up that they gradually sat down, and due to a shortage of seats, they had to move two chairs from the nearby empty table.
