The two bought some cooked food at the deli as usual, picked up two jars of yellow wine from the wine shop, and returned to Yang Zhen's residence.
In fact, with Duan Rong's current status, he could easily treat Yang Zhen to a better meal, but he felt that no matter how luxurious the food, it couldn't compare to their current way of eating.
Just like when as a student, you and your classmates would feast on street-side barbecue, even if you rise to the top later and dine at five-star hotels and Michelin-starred restaurants, you'd never recapture that original taste.
The two placed the cooked food on the table, opened a jar of yellow wine, and began eating and drinking.
They chatted casually while drinking.
Duan Rong picked up a piece of pig's ear, chewing on it as he observed Yang Zhen's weary expression, casually asking, "What's been keeping you busy at the government office lately to be so exhausted?"
