After Zhou Yiyang hung up the phone, he walked straight to the door of the security room.

After a while, the security guard helped them open the door.

Su Yin walked behind, holding Tang Yue's hand, to ease her inner fear: "Brother Yang, are you bringing us here for dinner, or are you meeting with the underground party? Why are you so secretive?"

"Who cares!" Luo Chen said calmly at this time: "There are so many of us, we are not afraid of anything that happens."

“When you put it that way,” Wang Xingrui chuckled, “I always feel like we’re going to a gang fight.”

This restaurant, or rather shop, is located in an apartment building in the community.

"Brother Yang," even Guan Fei was extremely curious: "How did you know this place? This place doesn't look like a decent place."

"Is it really that exaggerated?" Zhou Yiyang smiled and continued, "This place is quite decent, just a bit remote. Everyone, please speak in a low voice, there are other people living in the building!"

I reached the top floor and saw a door with a piece of red paper pasted on it. On the red paper were written four big characters "Midnight Diner" in crooked handwriting.

"It was Helian Bei who told me about this place." Zhou Yiyang said something shocking after knocking on the door, shocking everyone.

"Wait," Tang Yue came back to her senses: "Why isn't Mr. Helian Bei here? Isn't he also recording a program?"

Bai Yangyu answered again, "He has a very regular life now. He goes to bed on time every day and never stays up late. So I turned down a lot of invitations for him because the events were too late."

"I really can't imagine," Lin Xuan'er shook her head. "This place was recommended by Brother Bei."

After all, in the eyes of the four of them, Helian Bei's temperament should be associated with those extremely expensive high-end restaurants.

After entering, they discovered that there was a different world inside.

The place is not big, but the decoration is very charming, luxurious yet low-key.

Except for Guan Fei, everyone here is basically a wealthy person with financial independence.

Everyone knows what is expensive.

A quick glance around the house reveals that all the items used here are very expensive.

"I now believe that this was recommended by Brother Bei." Wang Xingrui felt as if she had entered the world of a domineering CEO novel.

The tableware here is all from Hermès.

Expensive and impractical.

When the waitress came over, Yue Shao and the other three looked at each other and felt that she looked somewhat familiar.

When the boss came over, the four of them blurted out almost at the same time: "Black shop owner!"

"Ahem." The middle-aged man's smiling expression froze on the spot. Zhou Yiyang stood between them and smelled the awkward atmosphere.

"Four little friends, we meet again!"

The boss pretended not to hear what they said and calmly arranged seats for them.

There were two other tables of guests in the room, but each table was separated by a screen, so it was impossible to see who was at the table.

However, Tang Yue was already quietly explaining this to the bewildered Luo Chen: "This boss is an insider. He previously opened a coffee shop with a 3.2 rating on review software, but many celebrities went there... and he also collects gossip!"

"I understand." Luo Chen looked at his boss with admiration: "You are the know-it-all in the entertainment industry!"

The boss waved his hand and said, "I don't deserve it. That coffee shop is my main business. This is just a hobby."

However, when Guan Fei took the menu and took a look at it, he almost threw it away.

Wow, hobbies? I'm sure it's not a scam!

The signature fried rice listed on the first page costs NT$2999 per serving!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Su Yin looked at the price and protested like a foodie. "I never consider the price when I eat. But if it's not delicious and you charge so much, it's not right! Boss, this shop of yours is even more shady than a coffee shop!"

Zhou Yiyang was amused. He didn't expect that these four people had such a connection with the boss.

The boss didn't care: "I sell it so expensively for a reason. Believe me, the taste won't disappoint you."

Zhou Yiyang doesn't care much about the price. "White Snake: Origin" alone has made him hundreds of millions.

He can afford the fried rice that costs 2999.

"Helian Bei recommended me here," Zhou Yiyang started chatting with the boss, "It seems like you helped him that time."

"It's not really about helping," the boss chuckled. "I just helped when I saw injustice. I'm a man with a conscience."

"..." Zhou Yiyang finally met someone who was even more shameless than himself: "But he told me that he spent a lot of money to buy it."

"Hahaha," the boss laughed dryly, "You guys order first, I'll go to the kitchen!"