Wang Yan strolled across the road with both hands in his pockets, climbed the steps, and arrived at the entrance to Perfect Truth Garden.
Before he even entered, the rich aroma of food and liquor wafted out, along with the faint din inside.
"Boss Wang, you're here! Welcome, welcome." Manager Pan, who was greeting guests at the entrance, hurried over warmly. "Would Boss Wang like a private room?"
"Are there any private rooms left?"
"There wouldn't be for anyone else, but there is for Boss Wang."
"Manager Pan certainly knows how to talk." Wang Yan smiled. "I'll take a regular table. It's just me, so just bring me a tableful of dishes as you see fit."
"Boss Wang, you should still take a private room," Manager Pan said. "All the regular tables are full. You'd have to wait quite a while."
"Business is good."
"It's all thanks to Boss Wang."
Wang Yan smiled and shook his head. "It's thanks to President Bao. Jing Xiu told me that stir-fried beef ho fun has become a must-order dish at Perfect Truth Garden. It seems the stir-fried beef ho fun all along this street is selling pretty well too."
"That's true. President Bao is famous. Whenever he comes to Yellow River Road, people outside shout, 'President Bao is here!' But he still can't compare to Boss Wang."
"Whether President Bao and I are friends or not, there's no point comparing us."
Manager Pan nodded. "Boss Wang, this way, please."
Wang Yan headed upstairs with her toward the private rooms, only to run into Li Li, who was seeing someone off downstairs.
"Boss Wang, you're here. I'll see my guests out first, then I'll come have a drink with you." Li Li smiled sweetly.
Wang Yan nodded with a smile, glanced at the group