Guan Yan's red sports car stopped at a speedy pace outside a vegetarian restaurant.
"Where is Pinglan's box? Take me there."
One of the two waiters at the door stood up and bowed in a polite and thoughtful gesture: "Are you Pinglan's guest? Mr. Nike is already waiting for you inside."
"lead the way."
Guan Yan got out of the car, threw the car keys to the waiter, and strode in.
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This private vegetarian restaurant called ‘Tingtang’ is very famous. Guan Yan, who is not a vegetarian, has heard the name of this restaurant several times.
Today is her first time here.
The decoration of the store is mainly elegant, focusing on the collision of bright colors and quietness, giving it a romantic French style.
Guan Yan has always been indifferent to these artistic things, so he glanced at it for a few times and then followed the waiter's footsteps to the second floor.
Wait until their backs disappear around the corner of the wooden stairs.
A man wearing Tingtang waiter's clothes came out of the darkness, picked up the walkie-talkie and spoke in a low voice: "Be careful, the target has entered our range."
"Received, over."
The same deep voice immediately came from the other side.
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"It's right here."
On the second floor, the waiter led Guan Yan outside a box and stopped, saying politely and thoughtfully.
Guan Yan looked up and saw the word "Ping Lan" written in cursive by a calligrapher on it. The strokes were like a dragon and a snake, which was quite impressive.
She did not open the door immediately and go in, but raised her peach blossom eyes, looked at the environment in the corridor on the second floor, and asked accidentally: "Is your business not doing well?"
The waiter was confused by her question and raised his head blankly: "Ah?"
Guan Yan raised his chin again and looked around the private rooms on the second floor: "Why else would it be so quiet today? It seems like there are no guests in the other private rooms."
The waiter hurriedly lowered his head to hide his pale face and explained vaguely: "It's still early today and it's not dinner time yet. Many guests haven't come yet."
Guan Yan raised his watch and looked at the time, four o'clock in the afternoon.
She looked at the time pointed by the hour hand, and felt that she had thought too much. She opened the door with a bit of laughter: "Okay, I'm going in."
The waiter breathed a sigh of relief after she entered, and then he dared to move his stiff hands and feet, and walked out in despair.
It was his first time doing something like this, and he didn't know what those people wanted to do. He was just instinctively nervous and afraid.
That guest... nothing will happen to him, right?
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Guan Yan didn't know the waiter's worries.
She opened the door and entered the box and saw a familiar figure. Guan Yan's eyes lit up and she quickly walked up and gave him a hug.
He patted the opponent's back twice with both hands: "How long have I been asking you to come to the illegal area, but you are still unwilling to leave that ghost place every time! It's true!"
Guan Yan couldn't control his joy, he slapped the man twice again, and then let go of his hand. He couldn't hide his joy and pulled the chair away to sit down. He looked at the person he pulled up: "Are you going to do this this time?"
How long will you stay? Do you plan to go back?"
There were only two people in the box.
One was a young man she hugged as soon as she came in. He looked gentle and soft, a typical Eastern European, with deep eyes, a high nose, and a pair of very friendly blue eyes. The other was older, in his early fifties, with skin that had been exposed to the weather all year round.
He has a dark luster left by the sun, and his body is leaner and older. However, his eyes are shining brightly, and you can see that he is an expert if you take a closer look.