"Chen Ge, you definitely weren't lying; these noodles are even more authentic and delicious than those back home."
After finishing a bowl of take-out ramen, Bai Zheli even drank the soup, savoring every drop.
"Since it's your old classmate Fang Qing's store, the flavor can't be bad. If I had known you could eat so much, I would have bought three portions."
Actually, he packed a bowl with three portions, but it was sent to Tanki Liuli instead.
"Sister Fang Qing, please send me the address, I'll definitely frequent to support business."
"The boss is rather laid-back about business; I doubt he's lacking a customer like you," Jiang Chen joked before turning to Qing Mei, quite curious as he asked, "Are all you law students such storytellers?"
Regardless of whether Cui Wen fully understood the deeper meaning in the story, he likely won't recklessly dive into the stock market anymore.
Even Boss Jiang himself, pondering over it now, doesn't dare to confirm he's fully grasped it.
