By the time Duan Mingfeng arrived, a full spread of dishes was already laid out before Ji Qingwu, personally cooked by the waiter.
The food was mediocre. Ji Qingwu set down her chopsticks after only a few bites.
Seeing Duan Mingfeng standing before the table, she smiled and greeted him. "Mr. Duan, it's been a while. Why don't you have a seat?"
He had no desire for small talk and asked directly, "Miss Ji, what did you need to see me about?"
Ji Qingwu didn't beat around the bush either, getting straight to the point. "I happened to pass by today and saw this restaurant was looking for a buyer. I'd like to take it over and start a small business."
Upon hearing this, a great weight lifted from Duan Mingfeng's chest. He let out a sigh of relief, and the tension in his back eased slightly.
On his way over, he had considered many reasons why this Miss Ji might have summoned him. He never expected it would be for this.
