Zhang Feng thought for a moment, then looked at Old Fang, who was also a bit tempted, "Don't just wait, let's order a couple of cold dishes first."
"Alright, I'll go order." The slightly chubby Old Fang got up briskly, ready to have a good meal and drink tonight.
Zhang Feng leaned back in his chair, glanced at his figure, and saw him take a couple of steps and even pull up his pants.
This is really something.
'He used to be so agile,' Zhang Feng shook his head internally, 'Now it feels like his past self could fight two of his current self.'
Zhang Feng pondered, then saw Old Fang quickly come over with two plates of meat dishes.
He set the dishes down.
"Let's go."
Zhang Feng clinked glasses with him, "Thanks, I've found the person. You helped me resolve two knots in my heart. So tell me, Old Fang, is there anything I can help you with?"
"Don't mention it." Old Fang chuckled, "If it weren't for you, Chief, I wouldn't have accomplished so much or reached this position.
