"The noodles are good, quite chewy."
Lin Yi picked up a bowl larger than his own head, and in front of two pairs of incredulous eyes, he gulped down the soup in the bowl.
After finishing the soup, Lin Yi behaved like someone who hadn't eaten in ages, contentedly wiping his mouth and saying:
"The soup is good, too."
After wiping his mouth, Lin Yi casually tossed the napkin into the wastebasket nearby.
Then, he addressed the father and daughter across from him who were already stunned:
"Thanks for the meal."
"I'll be off then. If you need anything, give me a call."
Saying that, Lin Yi got up, walked around the table, and headed outside.
Guo Shaojie, who was waiting at the door, quickly stepped forward and said:
"Boss Feng."
Lin Yi headed toward the car without turning his head and said:
"Let's go."
Then Lin Yi and his group, amidst whispers and speculations, drove away in a luxury car.
