When Luo Yan and Old Ma walked out of the restroom, a group leader came over.
"Still have time to slack off?"
"The guests are here. Hurry to the main hall and help out."
Luo Yan nodded and headed toward the main hall.
Old Ma followed behind him, but the group leader stopped him. "You go help in the kitchen."
Old Ma froze for a moment. If he went to the kitchen, wouldn't that disrupt the plan?
But then he thought it over.
Once the kitchen got busy, he would have plenty of chances to slip away.
So he gave Luo Yan a meaningful look, telling him he would find a way over later.
Luo Yan saw it and was about to leave.
Just then, another group leader came from the front and called out, "Do you have anyone else over there?"
"One of the servers in the main hall had a hypoglycemic episode and can't work. We need a replacement immediately."
The previous group leader glanced at Old Ma. "He's a little old, but we have no choice. You go help in the main hall too."
Old Ma was overjoyed and repeatedly agreed.
But the group leader misunderstood him. He shook his head and said, "Remember, when the guests give tips later, I'm taking twenty percent."
Old Ma thought, It's only a few scraps of silver. You can have all of it for all I care.
Naturally, he didn't say that aloud. He simply nodded and agreed.
Soon, Luo Yan and Old Ma arrived at the banquet hall. Guests had already begun arriving one after another.
However, these guests were all low-level employees of the 'Suo Po Association.' After arriving, they busied themselves adjusting the venue's arrangements and preparing for the banquet.
Luo Yan and Old Ma stood in