Gong Jiaming saw the buns in the kitchen and truly had no appetite.
"Brother Guangran, we're not continuing with just buns, right?"
Dai Limin looked disgusted, "Let me just say, I don't want to keep eating buns."
"Feels like there's a bun flavor in the conversation."
"Exactly." Gong Jiaming kept agreeing, "Brother Guangran, look, Xuran's out with Ni Zi enjoying good food, what about us..."
What Gong Jiaming meant was he hoped Zhao Guangran, this big shot, would say he's willing to take them out for some good food.
Working hard all these days, they really needed the motivation of good food.
Dai Limin also looked expectantly at Zhao Guangran.
Dai Limin used to be a bit proud, thinking Zhao Guangran was impressive, but comparing to his second brother, he wasn't that strong.
As for the second brother often calling back to say how impressive this guy was, he didn't take it to heart at all.
