Cat Who Cooks

In a remote oriental country, there is a small and odd restaurant that has refused the three-star rating by the Michelin Guide several times. 
“The price is fairly expensive over there, 288RMB for a set meal of Egg Fried Rice and a bowl of soup. Ah, and an extra small plate of pickled vegetables as well. Even so, there are still a long line of people queuing up and waiting for a taste. Reservations are not accepted there, only waiting and queuing personally is allowed. 
“Numerous people fly there on their private planes just to queue up. Furthermore, parking bays and parking spots are not provided there. The service is terrible here. Customers have to clear the tableware themselves and wipe the table as well. For god’s sake, the boss is literally crazy.” 
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Gourmet Food Supplier

Yuan Zhou raised his head and shouted at the second floor, "Wu Hai, come downstairs."

His voice wasn't loud, but there suddenly appeared a head of somebody at the window of the second floor. He first looked down and then closed the window. After that, Wu Hai ran downstairs straightforwardly.

"What do you call me for?" Wu Hai stroked his own mustaches and walked to Yuan Zhou in cotton slippers, "Treating me to dinner?"

"Ling Hong is here." Yuan Zhou said straightforwardly.

"Oh?" On hearing that, Wu Hai raised his head and then returned upstairs with lightning speed. He put on the long-sleeved shirt that he had worn at noon again and then walked into the restaurant along with Yuan Zhou.

They walked into the restaurant. Yuan Zhou went straight to the kitchen and then stood in front of Ling Hong. Wu Hai got seated beside Ling Hong.

F*ck Your Happiness