Chapter 668 - Chinese New Years Take-out (1/2)
The weather got colder and colder, and the Chinese New Year got nearer and nearer. Yuan Zhou’s restaurant was still open for business.
That was why not long after the customers found that Zhou Jia and Mu Xiaoyun weren’t here for work, Yuan Zhou’s restaurant was opened.
With a “Hua La” sound, Yuan Zhou pulled the shutter door up.
“Morning, Boss Yuan.” Ma Zhida was the first person to greet him.
“Morning.” Yuan Zhou nodded and moved sideways to allow the customers to enter.
“Why are you personally opening the door today?” Wu Hai asked while entering.
“I sent them on holiday,” Yuan Zhou answered without turning his head.
“Woah,” Wu Hai mumbled, but did not say much.
“Are you going on leave as well, Boss Yuan?” Ma Zhida was the first to ask the question everyone wanted to know.
“I will go back to accompany my family on New Year’s Eve and on the first day of the Chinese New Year. There won’t be any customers at that time anyway,” Yuan Zhou said after a slight thought, not giving a direct answer.
“There might not necessarily be no customers. From how you are saying it, you’re still unsure of whether you will be on leave?” Ma Zhida continued asking.
“Um.” Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
“Well, it’s not New Year’s Eve yet. Looks like I can eat a couple of meals here before then,” said a customer while smiling with his eyes narrowed.
“Yeah. The moment I think about the possibility of not having to eat the food here for a while, I get anxious,” said another customer.
“I will still be around on both the New Year’s Eve and on the first day of Chinese New Year,” Wu Hai quickly said to Yuan Zhou.
He had to let Yuan Zhou know that he wasn’t going back for the Chinese New Year. Otherwise, he wouldn’t feel good when he came but had nothing to eat.
“Zheng Jiawei will look for you,” Yuan Zhou indifferently replied.
“That’s a different story.” Wu Hai waved his hand, trying to make it clear that this had nothing to do with the topic they were talking about.
“Your sister will kidnap you,” Yuan Zhou added.
Wu Hai was instantly at a loss for words.
The 10 customers that had entered had their breakfast while discussing about the coming Chinese New Year holiday. On the other hand, the customers lining up outside were talking about something else.
“This feels so comfortable. The moment Boss Yuan opens his restaurant, this street feels lively and not as desolate anymore,” said a customer with his brows relaxed in comfort.
“Yeah. Even lining up feels better,” answered a different customer behind.
“I wonder what air conditioner Boss Yuan is using. It feels so warm,” said a customer while loosening up his shoulders in satisfaction.
Just as everyone was talking about the air conditioning at Yuan Zhou’s restaurant, a voice sounded, speaking in astonishment.
“Huh? Why are you here as well?” asked Zhao Yingjun.
Zhao Yingjun was asking a man in a blue cotton outfit in astonishment.
“Who are you?” The man looked young, his eyes were bright and piercing. His skin wasn’t very pale, looking like a person that spent quite a lot of time outdoors.
“I’m the programmer at that place, there, upstairs of that building,” Zhao Yingjun said while pointing at the tall building in front of them.
“Hello.” The young man seemed like he still had no idea who this person was, but he still greeted out of politeness.
After all, he would frequently go to that building for work. Therefore, it was possible that he had indeed met this guy before.
“You’re here for a take-out delivery?” Zhao Yingjun probed.
This young man worked as a take-out delivery guy. This was also how Zhao Yingjun knew who he was.
This guy might be in charge of delivering the take-outs of this area. After all, Zhao Yingjun frequently saw him here delivering take-outs to his office. He had even greeted him a couple of times before.
“Oh, you’re from that digital company?” the young man said in realization, finally recalling who this guy was.
“Yeah. Who ordered a take-out delivery here? You’re here delivering food this early?” Zhao Yingjun nodded and asked doubtfully.