Seeing that it wasn't early anymore and the sanitation workers had finished eating and left, Ma Juntao and the fitness instructors had no choice but to get up and return to the gym.
Their plates were already empty.
Before leaving, Ma Juntao deliberately stayed behind. When the other instructors had walked far away, he approached the food cart, "Hey, boss, what time do you pack up?"
Chen Mo was tidying up the food cart and replied without looking up, "1 AM."
Ma Juntao nodded without speaking, stretched his arm to make a crackling sound, and also returned to the gym.
"Old Pan, Old Pan." In the gym, Ma Juntao called over Pan Siyu, glanced over to see Cao Tianrui at the bar counter at the door looking all down, and said, "I asked, the boss packs up at 1 AM, we're about done with work around that time. How about we go grab a big steak? I just saw someone take away a tomahawk and thought it looked incredible, such a big piece of meat!"
