At that moment, another middle-aged man walked in at the door. Noticing the tense atmosphere in the lobby, he quickly hurried over. The middle-aged man glanced at Huang Juncai, then at Fan Tianyu, and instantly put on a fawning smile for Fan Tianyu as he greeted him, "Mr. Fan, what a coincidence! Long time no see. Seems like every time I came by recently, I didn't spot you at the shop."
Fan Tianyu wasn't thrilled about getting tangled up with these folks in the first place. The moment the middle-aged man spoke up, he ditched the other two and nodded in the direction of the newcomer, "It's cold out, I get lazy. Been hiding in the private rooms lately to avoid the crowds."
Seeing the two chatting so politely, Huang Juncai immediately felt annoyed. "Dad, why are you even saying hi to him? He's just a waiter. Why are you being so nice?"
