Let’s leave here first.
Jiang Yang was even more confused. What was going on? They were all looking like they were on fire.
He originally wanted to ask, but those people ran so fast that they disappeared in a flash.
He shrugged helplessly and turned back to frying rice.
The actions of several people made the people around who were still waiting for fried rice nervous.
Master Hu felt the situation was even more urgent. Master Zhao had just successfully taken away the fried rice, and it was his turn next.
He was afraid that the big men would be angry because of what the previous few people did. If he was blocked when it was his turn to get the food, he would have no place to cry.
Master Hu felt like he was being tortured in a frying pan every minute and every second.
It felt like a century of waiting before Jiang Yang's voice finally came from the RV window again:
"Order No. 06, 6 servings of onion beef fried rice. Customers whose numbers were called, please come and pick up your orders!"
"Mine, mine..."
As Jiang Yang stuck his head out of the car window, he saw a middle-aged man running towards the car at the speed of a 100-meter run.
Master Hu immediately showed Jiang Yang the order on his phone. When he saw the other party nod, he wanted to run away immediately.
But Jiang Yang had anticipated that the middle-aged man in front of him would definitely be as anxious as the previous ones.
He could no longer hold back his doubts, so when the middle-aged man was taking the fried rice, he grabbed the other's sleeve tightly.
"What are you doing? Why are you in such a hurry to get your food? No one is trying to steal your things."
Master Hu, whose hand was caught, became anxious and wanted to yell, "Let go."
But then I thought that the boss’s fried rice was so delicious, and maybe I would meet him again on the highway later.
So he politely explained, "Oh, someone just wants to rob it!"
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