"What do you mean, boss? We're all waiting in line here; why do they get a spot first?"
"Exactly, is this how you run a business? We've been queuing for over half an hour."
A few groups at the front of the line immediately started to complain.
The owner rushed to explain, "Folks, I really didn't let them cut in line. It's actually the people at that table who voluntarily gave up their spot, specifically for these two gentlemen."
As he spoke, several individuals emerged from that area; each was broad-shouldered and burly, clearly not the sort to provoke.
Those who had raised objections suddenly fell silent. They could reason with people, but one glance at these men told them that reasoning was futile, so they dared not say any more.
A bulky man approached Su Weifeng with a smile, saying, "Big brother, we've cleared the spot for you."
Su Weifeng's face darkened; this guy was actually Liu Bao, the same guy he had seen just last night and now he had bumped into him again.