"Hello." Tang Qingying greeted Ding Xuebo, then turned and saw Guo Fugui, expressing her surprise, "Brother Guo, good morning! So Xiao Han is dining with you all—I was wondering how he could know someone to visit Zuixiang Pavilion."
"Haha, just now I was thinking it might be you. Xiao Han, Uncle Tang was a comrade of my dad; I've known your Mr. Tang since childhood." Guo Fugui said with a laugh.
Han Qiwu hadn't expected this connection either and replied with a smile, "Then the meal will feel even more natural."
With laughter and chatter, the four made their way to Zuixiang Pavilion.
Since Han Qiwu had dealt with the alligator gar so quickly, it was still just past ten in the morning and Zuixiang Pavilion was bustling with early tea-goers.
After parking, Guo Fugui opened the car's back door and gestured to the staff to carry the alligator gar to the kitchen.
"Han Qiwu, did you fish this up yourself? That's pretty strong!" Tang Qingying asked, surprised.
