"Zhou, do you really not want me to drive you back?" At this moment, the two of them were standing at the restaurant's entrance. Norman appeared relaxed with a faint smile on his face.
"No need, my people will be here to pick me up shortly," Zhou Chao gently shook his head.
As expected, just as he finished speaking, three black Mercedes-Benz cars rushed over from the distance and came to a smooth stop right in front of them.
The car doors opened instantly, and several men in black suits got out. Seeing this, Norman quickly grabbed Zhou Chao's arm and took a few steps to the side.
"What's wrong, Norman?"
Norman had a serious expression as he said, "These people are not ordinary; there might be some important figures arriving. Let's stand aside to avoid causing any trouble."
Zhou Chao chuckled upon hearing this.