Sisi could hardly keep from bursting into laughter when she saw who was in the private room.
The saying "Enemies are bound to meet on a narrow path" couldn't be more fitting!
To her surprise, the private room was occupied by none other than Tang Qiubai and Zhong Yuying, along with two other middle-aged men, one around fifty, the other in his early thirties, who from their attire seemed to be guests from Hong Kong or Taiwan.
Tang Qiubai didn't expect to encounter Sisi here either. After a moment of surprise, he greeted her with a smile, "Sisi, what brings you here?"
"I'm working here as a waitress!" Sisi joked as she placed a bowl of Mrs. Song's fish soup on the table and said, "Enjoy Mrs. Song's fish soup."
She didn't linger to chat with Tang Qiubai, nor did she pay any attention to Zhong Yuying, and just walked out with her tray.
"President Zhang, Secretary Li, try this fish soup. It's exceptionally fresh and flavorful, and it's the signature dish of this restaurant."
