Chapter 97: Will He Really Come Again?

Liang forgot to check the price per pound, but the packed platters, even after a fifty percent discount, still cost over seventy yuan.

Seeing his cousin bury his head and wolf down the food, Liang's appetite improved greatly, he usually didn't eat much for dinner, but that night he astonishingly polished off two bowls of rice.

Fang Shiyu's voracious appetite drew the attention of the staff and customers in the restaurant, the key being that he actually finished it all.

Including Zhang Qian, who, seeing Lu Liang beside Fang Shiyu, widened her eyes in surprise and exclaimed, "When did you get here?"

Smiling, Lu Liang said, "I've been here a while now, but I saw you were busy and didn't want to disturb you."

"How do you feel about it?" Zhang Qian's smile was warm, and as they talked, they cleaned up a few more tables.

Lu Liang replied softly, "Not bad, you could make something of it, but it will be hard work."

Gold will shine no matter where it is.