C807 Eating with Special Assistant Zhou

There are a lot of small restaurants on the street, but they're all very old.

Yan Yan chose a noodle shop. There was a "noodle" flag outside the door. It had already been stained with dust and the corners of the flag had turned yellow.

"Then what? Why don't we go to another restaurant?"

Zhou Haoqin's eyebrows had never relaxed since he entered the restaurant