When Wang Ke came to the pavilion, the waiter, who had demanded Wang Ke to pay the bill, still remembered him. The clerk hurriedly greeted him with a wry smile and said loudly, "Dude, you've been away too long. You ordered a cup of tea in the afternoon, but you drink it in the evening. You see, there is no place now."
Wang Ke saw Zhao Menfeng drinking tea alone in a distance. Seeing the young waiter greet him, Wang Ke was impressed by the waiter. He had ordered the tea but forgotten it later. As a waiter in the teahouse, he still remembered it so clearly. It seemed that he could drink tea for free this time.
"Bring me a cup of good tea. There is my elder in the pavilion over there. You don't have to worry about it." Wang Ke said lightly and strode towards Zhao Menfeng.
The waiter seemed
