Begging

At the Champion's Restaurant in Haicheng, Guo Fu sent off the last reporter and gently massaged his waist.

Today, he had been standing from eight in the morning to ten at night. There was an endless stream of people in the restaurant. It seemed that he had to rest well tomorrow. The restaurant would be closed for a few days. If he continued to work like this, his old bones would be crippled sooner or later.

"You've worked hard, Old Guo." Lu Xi served him a cup of warm tea.

A faint fragrance wafted through the tip of his nose. Looking at his beautiful newlywed wife, Guo Fu felt an indescribable sweetness in his heart.

The restaurant was making good profits, Guo Miao was promising, and Xuxu had been learning Chinese chess from her teacher. He was going to participate in the tournament next month. Guo Fu felt like he had used some kind of cheat code in his life to have gained so much in such a short time.