The two sat facing each other in a small private dining room.
The promised meal was simple: stir-fried pork with green peppers, tomato and egg soup, some stir-fried cabbage. That was it.
Zhong Buli looked at Chu Ge with a faint trace of grievance. This was the treat he had been imagining?
Chu Ge sipped his soup and said casually, "What, someone treats you to a meal and you still get picky? My money doesn't fall from the sky."
Zhong Buli sighed. "My real name is Zhong Yi. Those other names are just online handles, or code names, I suppose... Hello, Mr. Chu."
"So you do know me. You deliberately brought up their 'Chu Da' earlier because you were talking to me." Chu Ge smiled. "Were you with that fat guy and the guy writing words yesterday? I didn't really notice you. The writing guy took up all my attention."
Zhong Yi looked utterly pained. "Even judging by appearances alone, my good looks make me stand out from the crowd. Letting some boring esper ability steal your attention was really uncalled for."
Chu Ge silently opened the mirror on his phone and handed it over. "Take a look."
Zhong Yi: "..."
He silently pushed the phone back and changed the subject. "Yesterday, when I saw you get involved in the nightclub business, Mr. Chu, I figured you'd probably come looking for us again today. You should have been able to work out that this place was one of our bases, so I was waiting here for you."
Chu Ge said, "I had absolutely no idea this was any kind of base. I just came here to eat."
Zhong Yi: "?"
Did I overestimate you?
Chu Ge said, "I've had a lot bottled up that I wanted to ask, but neither