The eatery's waiter hurried to the entrance, only to find two black sedans parked outside and a man with a battered, swollen face holding up an umbrella.
Beneath the umbrella stood Chen Yingguang, the tyrant of Chaofeng Base.
Seeing this, the waiter hurried to close the door, but a large hand pressed against it, making it impossible to shut.
The waiter quickly plastered on a smile. "Gentlemen, the shop is closing. Please leave."
"It's still early. Why close now?" Chen Yingguang walked over with a smile and lightly patted the waiter's shoulder. "Move aside."
The waiter forced a troubled smile. "Mister Chen, we really are closing."
"Didn't you hear me tell you to move?"
The one holding the umbrella for Chen Yingguang was his trusted subordinate, Zhang Hong. Chen Yingguang had given him a beating that day, and the injuries on his face had yet to fully heal. Now, with his eyes widened, he looked even more intimidating.
The waiter was only an ordinary man. Managing to hold them off for this long was already impressive.
Now that Zhang Hong had frightened him, he immediately backed away again and again.
With no one left to stop him, Chen Yingguang entered the shop and waved his hand.
Zhang Hong understood at once and called to the group of men behind him, "Close the door."
Several burly men immediately shut the door, and the waiter did not dare stop them.
Seeing that something was wrong, Xia Ju hurried toward the back of the restaurant. Unfortunately, Zhang Hong had anticipated it. Before Xia Ju could reach the back door, the bruised man blocked her path.
Zhang Hong said with a grin, "Madam Boss, where are you going? It's rare for my young master to dine here. It wouldn't be too much to have