Hearing the news that "something happened in West City," Cheng Han decisively ordered, "Go to West City now. Tell me the relevant details on the way."
Deputy Director Duan Zhuohui hurriedly responded, "Understood."
Cheng Han left the Garden Office without hesitation, called over a squad of Black Armor Army Warriors, summoned Gua Gua with a whistle, and rode the Feathered Beast away.
Not far away.
The Butler happened to be pushing a food cart over, followed by several servants, each carrying an exquisite platter in both hands.
This was the carefully prepared lunch for Director Cheng.
Judging from this grand display, the Fang Family had clearly spent a fortune to serve the Director properly.
Fang Qinghuai, the Winter Garden Master, first glanced at the food cart, then turned to watch the backs of the group disappearing into the distance. He was utterly dumbfounded.
The big shot said he was going to eat. Why did he suddenly run off?
The Butler came over and asked in a lowered voice, "Master, Director Cheng seems to have left. What should we do with these dishes?"
His voice dropped even lower. "All these dishes use the finest ingredients in the household. Most are premium ingredients prepared for the New Year's banquet. It would be a terrible waste to throw them away."
Fang Qinghuai looked deeply troubled.
Judging by Director Cheng's actions, he apparently had no intention of dining in Winter Garden. But this was lunch prepared for the big shot. How could he possibly have the authority to decide what to do with it?
Serving a big shot was truly difficult!
At that moment.
A Warrior nearby overheard the master and servant whispering and suddenly interjected, "What sort of person is Colonel Cheng? Since he has personally taken action, he can resolve the trouble