Yang Ruoqian parked the car and walked into the restaurant with a sad face.

Looking at the flow of customers inside, his complicated mood was slightly better - now it was a meal, but there were very few people inside, not to mention half of it, not even a third of the seats were filled.

Even if Cheng Fei suddenly retaliated against a wave of consumption, the overall restaurant must still be at a loss.

As soon as he walked to the door, the waiter who had been waiting for him greeted him and brought Yang Ruoqian into the private room

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