Having no further business, he was about to turn around and leave when Su Mo called out to him, stuffing an entire box of Jasmine Tea and Biluochun Tea into his hands, "Thanks for your hard work, consider this a thank-you gift. If you ever need more, just come and ask me for it."
"I couldn't ask for more," Feng Yao was delighted, and just by giving the large box a shake with his hand, he knew it contained dozens of bottles of tea—enough to last them a long while.
After bidding him farewell, only four people were left in the office.
Yang Yichu also stepped back from the window and walked over to the three of them, stammering, "There are still... 3 days."
Su Mo had calculated the time and it was indeed coming close, so she used the private kitchen on the top floor to prepare a sumptuous dinner for the three of them.
Yang Yichu had his own basin of raw flesh.
