"Thank you, Mr. Luo." As Lin Mubai finished speaking, he gently lifted the coffee cup to his lips.
"Not bad, Mr. Luo's skills are excellent."
"Yeah, someone likes to drink it, so I specifically learned."
For a moment, Lin Mubai didn't know how to respond; he was clueless about who this "someone" was, whether male or female.
At that moment, Rocky's voice continued in his ear, "I know why Mr. Lin has come. What I can tell you is, it's not me who ordered this."
"Then who was it?" Lin Mubai asked, and immediately found it amusing. This was already crystal clear; if it wasn't Rocky who ordered it, who else could it be? It must be the real owner of 'Champs Elysees', but who exactly could it be?"
Even when leaving 'Champs Elysees', this question kept repeating in Lin Mubai's mind. He then called his good friend Zuo Qingfeng: "Qingfeng, I met with Rocky, the manager of 'Champs Elysees' today. He was very clear that it wasn't his decision."
"So what's the deal?"
