The dishes for Director Tong and her companions were finally served. During the wait, Changmingsuo and the others were already about sixty to seventy percent full.
"We've eaten pretty much enough. Why don't you share what intelligence you've gathered?"
Director Tong didn't stop either her hands or her mouth, frantically devouring the food on the table. She dropped a plate of sliced beef into the hot pot, immediately scooped up some goose throat and tripe—though whose order they were she didn't know—and stuffed them straight into her mouth.
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