"Director Sun has stepped out for a bit. If you have any business with him, please wait for his return."
Downstairs, Da Yong was highly efficient.
By the time Sun Dasheng arrived, the car door was already open for him.
He hurried inside and, before even getting comfortable, hastily ordered, "Find the nearest buffet."
At this hour, a buffet was the only place he could start eating immediately without waiting for dishes to be served.
"You got it. Hold on tight," Da Yong said, gently pressing the accelerator as the car pulled out onto the street.
「Buffet Restaurant」
BURP!~
Sun Dasheng let out a satisfied burp. He was finally full.
Beside him, his driver Da Yong, who had been attending to him, stared with wide eyes as if he were looking at a monster.
The table was piled high with empty plates, some stacked several layers deep.
And that was only after Da Yong had repeatedly helped clear them away.
