Under Shi Feifei's signal, a line of waiters entered one after another, each carrying a tray. However, this time, the trays were not covered with red cloth; they held only a few red envelopes.
"Sir, here is your envelope," a female waitress approached Lin Tian's table and politely said.
Lin Tian was still drinking tea and pondering, not noticing what the waitress looked like. Her voice sounded familiar to him.
He looked up and immediately spat out the tea, spraying it on Zhou Botong's face across from him.
"Damn, Brother Lin, that tea is hundreds of bucks a cup, you're wasting goods here!" Zhou Botong, being sprayed, didn't first wipe his face but rather blamed Lin Tian for the waste.
The world truly is hard to understand for a joker, but Lin Tian didn't have time to babble with him and instead intently stared at the female waitress in front of him.
