"Wow, such a long line, Director!"
When Zhang Chunming and the others arrived at work, they noticed there was already a long queue at the ticket booth.
Even though, upon closer inspection, these people were not lining up at the ticket booth but in front of Boss Wang's food cart, it didn't stop them from marveling at the length of the queue.
Holding a box of duck leg meat, Director Liu didn't want to speak; he was savoring the delightful sensation of the tender duck meat bursting with juice in his mouth.
The juice carried the rich flavor of the duck meat, so delicious that he couldn't stop eating.
Moreover, the sourness from the lemon was incredibly refreshing, as if all the fatigue from the night was instantly wiped away.
That refreshing feeling was like the sky was bluer, the leaves greener, and he felt more at ease as a whole.
This wasn't some magical effect Wang Fan's food had gained; it was purely because having something delicious improved his mood.
