Hou Qingyun was still puzzled. When he passed by earlier, he glanced and saw that there was a gym hosting an event on the side of the big road, with little girls dancing and muscular men exercising. What does any of that have to do with them eating?
But he still turned around and walked back to the place with the biggest crowd, and Hou Qingyun spotted Hu Jian Country right away. He was sitting happily on a small yellow stool by the street, enjoying the spectacle.
"Old Hu, what are you doing sitting here? Hurry up, it's almost the time we agreed on."
Hu Jian Country pointed at a yellow food cart, "Hey, isn't this the place I reserved?"
He didn't notice Hou Qingyun's face muscles gradually stiffening and instead cheerfully shouted toward the boss inside the cart wearing a suit, "As we agreed yesterday, the skewers you grilled today come to me first, anyone who changes their word is a bastard!"
