The meal lasted until nine in the evening.
Even though the average price of the dishes was somewhat high, the chef's skills were indeed not bad. Chen Ba was satisfied and waved goodbye to everyone.
He only realized something was wrong after walking out of the alley.
He'd just had some drinks, and now he was a bit unsteady on his feet. In this state, he definitely couldn't drive, but Huang Qing, who came with him, also drank!
So what to do?
Brother Qing took the easy way, directly hailing a cab and going home. But Chen Ba couldn't leave, because if he took a cab home, he'd have to come back the next day to fetch his car. How troublesome!
"Serves you right, making so much money and still not hiring a full-time driver!"
"Do I really deserve a driver?"
After complaining a bit on the phone with Old Chen, Chen Ba tentatively asked, "Dad, are you busy right now? If not, could you come pick me up?"
"Sure!"
