With the breeze blowing, sipping on refreshing Da Wusu beer, and enjoying grilled skewers, Zhao Heng finally felt a bit of life's flavor.
Just as Zhao Heng was indulging in his food and drinks, a waitress walked over and said to Zhao Heng, "Hey, handsome, an elderly gentleman over there wants to share a table with you."
"Which elderly gentleman?"
Zhao Heng was a bit puzzled. The restaurant was only half full, with plenty of available tables, so there was no need to share.
Besides, if it were a beautiful lady wanting to share a table, that'd be one thing, but an elderly gentleman wanting to do so was a bit odd.
"That one."
The waitress pointed to the elderly gentleman sitting not far off, dressed in a vest with lots of small pockets, work pants, and boots, with graying hair but looking very spirited.
Seeing Zhao Heng looking his way, the elderly gentleman raised his glass and smiled at him.
"Alright then."
