"Welcome, sir, are you alone, or are you meeting friends here?" Cheng Su asked Chiang Tian with a smile.
"Such a lovely smile," Chiang Tian murmured as he watched Cheng Su.
"What?" Cheng Su didn't catch that clearly. She sized up Chiang Tian, who was dressed very neatly and looked quite unfamiliar; he probably hadn't dined at their restaurant before.
Chiang Tian found a table and sat down. He glanced around; everyone was eating with fast-food trays. Tsk, that one there, like a construction worker, was grabbing the edge of his tray and shoveling rice into his mouth with his chopsticks.
It was simply too crude—what kind of people were these?
"Is there a quieter spot available?" Chiang Tian called Cheng Su over and asked, undisguised disdain in his eyes, "It's too noisy here."
The places he had frequented were either high-end restaurants or star-rated dining venues, all elegant and clean. It was his first time in such a humble eatery.
