The car stopped in front of the parking lot of a classic-style high-end Chinese restaurant. Lu Xize got out from the front passenger seat, slightly adjusted his collar, and then slipped one hand into his pants pocket. He glanced at the large ink-style characters on the restaurant's sign before turning to look at Jiang Baizhou, who had already parked the car and was walking over. Smiling, he asked, "Where did you dig up this restaurant? How come I didn't know of such an atmospheric place before?"
Jiang Baizhou ignored him and directly stepped into the restaurant, led by a server to a private booth on a pseudo-second floor.
Once seated, Lu Xize sent the location to Ke Yuanfan, raised his eyebrow, and said, "Yuanfan is just nearby, he'll be here in ten minutes."
"Okay." Jiang Baizhou responded indifferently, then turned to the waiting server, "We'll order later."
"Alright, just let me know if you need anything." The server, a young man, nodded politely and left.
