Evening.
Captain Pang Jidong treated everyone to Haidilao Hot Pot privately.
Jiang Yuan, Mu Zhiyang, Wang Zhong, and Huang Qiangmin, among others, had meat in the hot pot while chatting casually and feeling relaxed.
After a couple more beers, Mu Zhiyang grew sentimental, "I've followed Captain Jiang to so many places, but Captain Pang is the first leader to treat us to Haidilao."
With an expressionless face, Pang Jidong swished the pork belly in the broth and said, "There's no fine food in Luo Jin."
"Is it even worse than Hangzhou?" Mu Zhiyang asked.
"At least Hangzhou has its famous dishes, whether they taste good or bad, there's something to explain. In Luo Jin, our signature dishes aren't really significant. Even Haidilao has been here for a while, and you see, it still requires waiting in a long line..."
Wang Zhong summed it up, "It's a rescue mission." He was now mixing with Wu Jun, his speech even had a bit of style, and he was no longer looking like a newbie.