A little past five o'clock.
Huang Tao and the employees had all filled their bellies.
Then everyone took their positions.
The doors opened for business.
The nine rich kids at the front of the line rushed in first.
They headed straight for the self-service ordering machine.
Shao Yuqiao rubbed his hands together, anxiously saying, "Quick, quick, quick, help me order a nourishing fish soup, honeyed ham, roast duck, and yellow croaker noodles. The cold northwest wind has me feeling chilled to the bone; I need to replenish myself well."
Lin Anan nodded in agreement: "This damn weather is getting colder and colder. Even with a windbreaker, I can feel the chill seeping into my pants. But as long as I can eat the delicious food at Boss Huang's restaurant, this bit of cold is nothing!"
"Exactly!"
Liang Lu Yang agreed, nodding firmly: "I'd rather take cold medicine than live a day without So Delicious' dishes!"
