At noon, Lin Wanwan sent Fortune home and then went to Jie Yuting's place, hoping to jump the queue for lunch, but was mercilessly rejected.
Because for Lin Wanwan, this trip was akin to a "spontaneous adventure," causing Jie Yuting's exquisite seafood to run out of stock. How could he possibly yield to Lin Wanwan's coercion!
No reservation, no service!
Coming empty-handed to jump the queue? No way, even the windows are welded shut.
This Jie Laoli, how did he survive with such a nasty temper until now? Lin Wanwan was shocked.
Just as Lin Wanwan was about to leave dejectedly, another big foodie arrived with a number plate in hand.
That's right, it was none other than Lu Shouyue, who had flown back to Yongcheng on a private jet.
He headed straight to Jie Yuting's private kitchen after getting off the plane, as if in sync with Lin Wanwan.
"Mr. Lu, how did you get a number? Did Boss Jie give it to you privately?" Lin Wanwan asked curiously.
