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Even Zhang Guanghang, the only one among the four who had come specifically to see the art exhibition, finished his "battle" within an hour and a half.
When they left the gallery, Jiang Feng glanced at his watch, it was only 4:21 pm, 39 minutes earlier than the scheduled end time. Should he call and consult Mr. Jiang Jiankang to see if, in light of his status as a dutiful son, they could move their fried rice dinner up a bit?
After all, they were a slim bunch and wouldn't take up much space.
Jiang Feng took out his phone.
Wu Minqi and Ji Yue led them into a beautifully decorated dessert shop near the gallery.
Jiang Feng: ???
Dessert shop???
The two maneuvered into the store with ease and found a four-person table by the wall. The lighting was soft and the angle just right; it was an excellent spot for selfies, and you could tell they were regular patrons of this place.