"Hello, are you Chen Chencheng?"
Chen Chencheng looked up at Li Qing, her big eyes moved slightly. She stood up, quickly sized him up, and then extended her hand, saying, "I am. You must be Li Qing?"
"I am."
After Li Qing nodded and shook hands with Chen Chencheng, they both sat down and ordered food.
Chen Chencheng said directly, "Shall I get straight to the point?"
Li Qing, who was dipping tripe, nodded without any surprise, "Please do."
"Do you have a car?"
"... Recently, the bike chain broke, so I just left it in the apartment and haven't used it since."
Li Qing answered casually, his attention fully focused on the tripe in his chopsticks.
Hmm, it's almost ready to eat. Tripe should be eaten a bit crunchy, just enough with a quick dip.
He fished out the tripe, dipped it in the oil sauce, and put it into his mouth, revealing a hint of satisfaction.
Not bad.
