Everyone turned around in unison and saw a young man walking over.
He was about 25 or 26 years old. He was wearing a pair of thin-framed spectacles, and his face was pale. He looked exceptionally cultured, slender, and refined. His light gray suit made his figure look even more slender.
However, after saying this, the man held up his handkerchief and coughed twice. He seemed to be in poor health.
Xu Fang was stunned when she saw him. "Mr. Fu?"
The person called Mr. Fu nodded and asked again, "What happened?"
Mrs. Li recounted what had happened unhappily. The man immediately frowned and looked at Xu Fang. "If you think there are too many people, you can just ask those queuing outside to not come in. Since these ones are already in, there's no reason to chase them out, right?"
Xu Fang's face darkened. She wanted to say something, but she seemed to be afraid of the person in front of her and could only reply, "You're right."
