C472 Thinking

Cao Zhun and the middle-aged man came to a restaurant together.

Old Beijing's restaurant was a common sight. After the two of them took their seats, the middle-aged man introduced himself and said, "I am Cao Mo, how may I address this brother?"

"Ah, so the two of us have the same surname. This is such a great fate, we must toast to you!"

Cao Zhun was full of smiles. At this moment