C315 The President Is Still Slacking!

Gu Zijun's ears had always been sharp.

He frowned slightly.

The two waitresses immediately cleared the room.

The restaurant instantly quieted down.

Gu Zijun had just relaxed his furrowed brows.

"Young Master Gu, what type do you need? Let us introduce you." The waitress served him respectfully.

"No need, I'll see for myself," Gu Zijun said coldly