Yan Fei felt his face blushing with embarrassment, thinking, you jerk, can you embarrass yourself any more? If you're gonna show off, at least succeed! This situation is such a loss of face, isn't it?
But it did have an effect. Those two young men were just here for some food, and they were ready to pay, not the kind looking to stir up trouble. Seeing Lin Haihu and Yan Fei's attitude, and then noticing that President Qin, who had just been chatting with Yan Fei, came over, they tactfully backed off: "Forget it, forget it. We won't eat! Is it necessary to be like this? Just for a bit of food…"
Grumbling, the two returned to their own car, and Yan Fei didn't say anything.
It was Lin Haihu who was unhappy, staring at the tree, pondering back and forth: "Aren't the roads lined with poplar trees? Why plant this kind here… cousin, what kind of tree is this? It's so sturdy?"
