This is a private restaurant that usually serves heavyweight figures, and the food is absolutely delicious, way better than what Taoran Inn could offer.
But there are only a few dishes each day.
It's hard to get a spot through Zhou Yutao once, so why not make the most of it?
Yang Yunhai enjoyed the food and wine, and he must admit, this red wine is richer than what he usually drinks outside; it really suits his taste.
Zhou Yutao watched him eating elegantly, quickly but still gracefully.
That's totally envious.
"Can you tell me now? What kind of company do you want to start?" Zhou Yutao asked.
"Want to know?" Yang Yunhai put down his chopsticks, looked at him, and smiled, "It's a secret."
Zhou Yutao, "..."
"You'll find out when the time comes," he said with a smile, "Anyway, it's still the old rules, and it surely won't make you lose money."
Zhou Yutao naturally believed this, but he was just curious.
