"The boss did not wish for this matter to spread for the time being. It might affect what we were planning to do in Qichuan."
Bu Lige laboriously swallowed the pastry in her mouth and took another sip of tea before finally feeling much better. "But you'll soon find out why."
Since it was an order from that boss, Han Mo and the others could not keep pressing for answers. After chatting casually for a few more moments, Bu Lige left.
"What exactly are the Origin Mall boss and all those customers planning to do in Qichuan? They're being so mysterious."
"Who knows? But it definitely has something to do with those construction crews outside. The noise is just too loud."
"Isn't that obvious? Every one of us knows that..."
The people in the room chatted idly. Compared to before, the topic had not changed much, and it would likely remain the same for the next few days.
After Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan left Tang Yi's manor, they began wandering around Qichuan, exploring unfamiliar things while discovering all kinds of local delicacies.
It was his habit whenever he came to an unfamiliar place. He had been the same way in Kolo World.
Luo Chuan felt that this was more or less how he would live after retirement—traveling all over the world and starting a food livestream on the Magic Phone...
It was nearly noon by the time they leisurely returned to Snow Maple Pavilion in a Husky Carriage.
There were only a handful of customers in the hall. They were all slumped on the sofas, staring at the Magic Phones in their hands.
Like salted fish that had been pickled in brine.
"Boss, Sister, you're back." Yao Ziyue glanced at them and casually greeted them.
Luo Chuan sat directly