The place for dinner was originally agreed upon, but Lin Zifeng had just encountered a hiccup, delaying him a bit on the road.
This made Nangong Bing, who was particularly strict about time, start to get a bit anxious.
This Western restaurant is considered quite famous in Zhonghai, with top-tier Western chefs hired from abroad.
It's also Lin Zifeng's first time dining at this Western restaurant.
"Sir, how many of you?"
The waiter walked forward with a smile.
"One."
Lin Zifeng raised his index finger, looking around to see where Nangong Bing was sitting.
"Do you have a reservation, sir?"
The waiter asked.
"No." Lin Zifeng shook his head. He never really liked going to such foreign restaurants; he couldn't get used to the food there, especially steak, which, frankly, is just a piece of beef made to look nice on top, but doesn't really have much flavor.
There are two types of people who eat Western cuisine: either the truly wealthy, hoping for high-quality taste.
