C287 Patrolman

The moment Zhang Xingyun and Han Lanyue walked out, a Mercedes-Benz drove over. A man in a suit and hair gel got down from the Mercedes.

"Lanyue." The man greeted Han Lanyue with a smile.

"Manager." Han Lanyue impatiently nodded at him.

"I've booked a table at the Golden River Hotel today. Let's have a meal together. I heard that they served a few new dishes