"Boss, over here!"
It seemed to be an unassuming little roadside eatery. Several burly men sat shirtless in a corner, drinking.
When Meng Cheng saw that his boss had finally arrived, his face lit up, and he hurriedly stood to greet him.
Meng Zhiyuan made his way past a few diners. His expensive clothes seemed out of place here, but he showed no distaste, as though he had been here many times before.
He found a seat with practiced ease and sat right down.
"Boss, it's been a while! Let me raise a glass to you!"
"Me too! If you hadn't saved my life back then, I wouldn't be here today! I'll drink first!"
Most of the men sitting here had served under Meng Zhiyuan during his army days. They were brothers who had faced life and death together.
They all sincerely admired his methods and abilities, and called him boss willingly.
Seeing his boss's stony expression, Meng Cheng glanced around and spoke up, completely failing to read the room.
"Huh? Boss, why didn't your little wife come with you? I told them how gorgeous he is, but they wouldn't believe me!"
Meng Zhiyuan's face remained cold, but his hand paused as he poured his drink.
"He had something to do. He couldn't come."
"I'll drink with you. We're not leaving until we're drunk."
Meng Cheng and the others exchanged looks. Meng Cheng was especially confused. Hadn't everything been fine that morning? This looked awfully like a couple's quarrel.
But he didn't dare get on his boss's bad side, so he tugged at the man beside him, and they toasted Meng Zhiyuan one glass after another.
Meanwhile, Jiang Ze went to the hotel Meng Zhiyuan had booked. He waited until midnight, but the man still hadn't appeared.
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