During the break from ordering dishes, Lu Shouyue asked Lin Wanwan, "Why were you arguing with someone? Who were those two people? Do you need my help?"
Lin Wanwan's mood had already calmed down. She didn't suffer any loss, although stepping in dog poop was rather disgusting, but she couldn't keep dwelling on it, would that not be even more disgusting?
So she said lightly, "It's nothing, just a scumbag and a vain woman covered in branded clothes, seeking a sense of presence here. I'm not indulging them. I want to enjoy a good meal and forget the unpleasantness! Mr. Lu, don't feel bad, I'm ordering dishes."
Lu Shouyue laughed, "Just go ahead and order, as long as Jie Yuting, the boss, is willing to serve more dishes to our table, I won't go bankrupt over a meal."
After dinner, once Lin Wanwan was sent back to her apartment complex, Lu Shouyue parked the car at the entrance and dialed a phone number, "Ar Cheng, help me check a person, the license plate number is xxxx."
