My Usual Meal Please

"Drive!" Mr. Ban suddenly ordered his driver.

The driver rolled the car out of the parking lot of the hospital, confused as to where they were headed, and found it difficult to ask Mr. Ban because he saw how furious Mr. Ban was.

The driver drove the car to the freeway and faced a random direction of Mr. Ban's company since he didn't know where they were headed.

Before Mr. Ban knew it, they were in front of his company.

He raised his head up when the car came to a halt and looked at the environment where they were in.

"Who asked you to bring me to the company? Can you not see the time, and can't you tell that I'm starving? Take me to the restaurant at King's square," Mr. Ban roared.

"I'm sorry sir," the driver muttered and pulled out of the driveway of Mr. Ban's company.

The restaurant where Mr. Ban loved to eat was looking a bit busier than ever on this particular day.

He looked out of the car window and frowned.

"Go in and find out what's happening. See if there is anything unu
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