She placed her mobile phone on the tabletop as the waiter happened to bring the dishes into the private room.
Unexpectedly, following the waiter in was a forty-something man in a neatly tailored suit. The man walked in, glanced around the private room, and then his gaze landed on Jane Sampson, looking somewhat excited.
"Miss Sampson, hello, I'm the boss of this dining hall. I heard from my employees that you were dining here just now. After finding out, I got a little excited. My apologies for coming to see you without permission first. I'm a fan of yours." The boss tugged at his clothes as if worried his attire wasn't appropriate enough, and then, with a voice trembling with excitement, cautiously made his request, "Miss Sampson, may I have a group photo with you? Of course, if you don't agree, that's absolutely fine. After all, this is your private affair, and my request is indeed a bit abrupt."
