"Quick, shut the door!"
"Yeah! Hurry up and close it! Are you trying to freeze me to death?"
Amid the shouts, the person outside walked in quickly with an apologetic smile. He brushed the snow from his shoulders and muttered, "This snow is really coming down!"
Then, he called out confidently to the area behind the counter, "Waiter, bring me some wine!"
The waiter had just finished with a rush of customers and was taking a short break, warming himself by a pillar.
Seeing this man call for him, the waiter couldn't help but laugh.
"Chen Er, you rascal. Can't even a snowstorm like this keep you at home? Did you really have to come out for a drink?"
"Of course I had to! Otherwise, what's the point of living?" the man named Chen Er chuckled.
Wu Liangchen was seated facing the door, so he had a clear view of the man.
