Well, in desperation, he found a hotel to stay in first.

There is a small restaurant next to it, the environment is just average, the working class people from nearby eat buffet here, and some migrant workers also like to come here.

Cheap, taste is just average.

As soon as Tang Xiaobao came in, he immediately caused a sensation.

Several migrant workers rubbed their eyes and couldn't even believe their eyes.

Is this Tang Xiaobao?

They look so alike.

When he went to pay, the proprietress asked stupidly, "You, are you Tang Xiaobao?"

"Yes, give me a box lunch." Tang Xiaobao took out the money.

"No, no, no, why are you eating here?"

The boss lady didn't dare to collect money.

It was really surprising that a big star, a billionaire, suddenly came to a small restaurant like his to have a buffet.

Tang Xiaobao was in a bad mood and frowned as he asked, "Why can't I come here to eat? Hurry up, I'm hungry."

The proprietress took the money in a daze, and when she served the food to Tang Xiaobao, her subordinates took special care of him.

A box lunch filled with...

Tang Xiaobao didn't care about anything else and sat down with a few migrant workers and started eating.

A group of people looked at him blankly.

No one dared to speak.

Many people were still petrified until Tang Xiaobao finished his meal and left.

They really couldn't imagine...

It was rare that no one surrounded him to ask for his autograph, probably because they saw that he didn't look well.

After leaving the restaurant, Tang Xiaobao called Luo Wenbao.

"Uncle Luo, I'm in Jiangnan City."

"Ah, weren't you still in Yanjing last night?"

"I came here early this morning, Uncle Luo, I wanted to see Yaya."

Tang Xiaobao added: "Right now."

After a while, Luo Wenbao sighed and said on the phone, "Okay, where are you? I'll come find you."

Seeing that there was a teahouse opposite, Tang Xiaobao and Luo Wenbao made an appointment to meet there and then hung up the phone.

Why!

He also sighed, feeling unusually heavy-hearted.