At night, Qinshan, Liu He shun hotpot restaurant.
"Here you are ..." The waiter brought a plate of refreshing cold dishes into the private room and said to Zhao Yu and the others,"leaders, this is a small cold dish that our boss specially gifted to you. Please enjoy it!"
"Wahaha ..." Zhao Yu's Thunder-like laughter came from the entire private room."Man, please thank your boss for me!"
"Okay ..." The waiter put down The Cold Dish and turned to leave the private room.
"Hmph," Zhao Yu pouted,"I helped him so much back then, but he only gave me a few cold dishes. He's so stingy. He should at least give me a few plates of meat, right?"
"It's a small business," Miao Ying said, patting Zhao Yu."You're so rich, do you still care about a few plates of mutton?"
"Hehe, I'm just joking, just joking!" Zhao Yu laughed.