"Boss, I'm all ready." Sun Zhuangfei hurried over to help as soon as he saw Jiang Feng's food truck pull in.
Jiang Feng slightly furrowed his brow upon seeing him dressed in a suit.
"Seriously, why are you wearing that?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Ah, Boss, didn't you say to dress cleanly? This is super clean," Sun Zhuangfei said, his words carrying a hint of pride, seemingly quite pleased with his own decision. "It's perfect for Western cuisine."
"Fine then," Jiang Feng sighed.
Jiang Feng wore casual clothes and would put on an apron when it was time to cook, looking very simple. Sun Zhuangfei, on the other hand, was in a crisp suit.
If it weren't for Jiang Feng's impressive demeanor, this would be a true 'Young Master and I' scenario. "I, Long Aotian, swear to protect Liu Bo with my life." Thankfully, even in simple attire, Jiang Feng managed to command respect.
