"Old Zhao, what brings you here?"
Seeing that it wasn't just him, but Yu Hongtao as well, Chen Mo wondered how these two got together since they didn't know each other before.
Yu Hongtao was about to bring up the topic of the black drinks when his eyes fell on the pot on the table. "Wow, Boss Xiao Chen, you're just having dinner now? That's tough."
"Not too bad."
Old Zhao looked enviously at the hotpot, though his stomach was ready to burst after eating hundreds of shrimp.
If he wasn't so stuffed, he'd shamelessly join in for a meal.
"Boss Xiao Chen, didn't you promise to give me a complimentary drink when I arrived?"
Yu managed to tear his eyes away from the pot, "Right, I haven't had one today."
Chen Mo was taken aback, not expecting these two to show up in the parking lot so late just for this.
Looks like the sturdy drinks are really effective.
Since he promised, he had to deliver. Chen Mo got up and quickly poured two cups of drinks from the food truck.
