After seven o'clock the next morning, brilliant sunlight filtered through the gaps between the branches, pierced the morning mist, and poured in strands all over West City Old Street.
The business at Huang Tao's shop this morning was still booming.
Inside the shop there wasn't a single empty seat.
Outside, the line was like a long dragon.
Jiang Mingtao and his assistant Ding Cheng came as well.
The two of them strictly followed what Huang Tao had said, didn't line up, and walked straight toward the entrance.
To avoid stirring up the collective anger of the customers in line, Ding Cheng smiled and politely greeted them: "Folks, Boss Huang said as long as his shop is open, our General Manager Jiang can come in and eat anytime, anywhere, so we're just going in first. You all take your time in line!"
The neighbors: "…"
Since that's how it is!
They couldn't really say much more.
Who told them they hadn't managed to help Boss Huang out…
Sigh!
