A few people were gobbling down their food, feeling like the past decades of their lives were wasted. The ingredients and methods might be rough, but the taste was undeniably good.
The first-class business car was filled with wealthy folks who couldn't resist the aroma wafting through the air. Soon, they all started taking out the food they had brought. Some had brought rare instant noodles, and the moment they opened them, the rich aroma of Kangshuaifu braised beef filled the entire car, overpowering the other snacks and treats.
Zhang Yicheng rubbed his belly in satisfaction, "Thankfully, President Jing, you came so well-prepared. Otherwise, I'd be dying with cravings just from the smell of instant noodles."
Wu Jiang nodded in agreement, "It's all thanks to you, President Jing, for bringing the Hulk along. Otherwise, we'd be in a terrible state right now. Your foresight was truly wise." Even the normally silent bodyguard assistant gave a thumbs up in approval.
