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Universe Infinite Canteen-Chapter 697
As the matter concerned whether she could smoothly return home, Ma Youyou's nervousness was within reason.
Ma Lu saw this and went to the back kitchen to ask Old Wang for help in making a Gastrodia Elata stewed camel meat dish, which he brought to Ma Youyou.
"Eat up. Once you've eaten this, your brain will cool down again."
"Um, thank you." Ma Youyou did indeed relax after finishing that bowl of Gastrodia Elata stewed camel meat, no longer continuing to gnaw at her fingernails.
Another 40 minutes or so passed, and a taxi stopped outside Universe Infinite Cafeteria.
To show the welcome due a great comic book artist, Boss Ma personally went out to greet him. He opened the front passenger door, but it was empty.
So Ma Lu then opened the back seat door, which was also empty.
For a moment, Ma Lu even thought Qi Yu had noticed something and had run off halfway, but then the driver's door opened, and a middle-aged man wearing a gray jacket, glasses, and holding a thermos cup stepped out of the car.
Ma Lu asked him, "Driver, where's the passenger?"
The taxi driver was startled by the question, "No passengers, just me."
"Ah?"
Boss Ma and the driver stared at each other, and half a minute later Ma Lu ventured to ask, "Are you... Teacher Qi Yu?"
"That's right, I am Qi Yu," the taxi driver said, pushing his glasses.
"......"
"Your vehicle, quite unique."
Ma Lu tried calling Qi Yu's phone, and the next moment a female voice sang from the taxi driver's mobile phone.
Wishing you safety, oh, wishing you safety~ May that Joy surround you~
"Hold on a moment, my wife is looking for me..."
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"Oh, it was me who called, I accidentally touched it just now."
Ma Lu paused and then said, "Teacher Qi Yu, you're already married? Why didn't you bring your lady with you?"
"No, I'm not married," Qi Yu corrected himself. "I'm currently alone, no, I've been alone all along."
"So you've been single for quite a while, you look to be in your forties?" Ma Lu reached out to shake hands with Qi Yu.
"I was born in '83."
"Teacher Qi Yu really has dedicated his youth to comics," Ma Lu explored further.
"Yeah, drawing comics is very tough, especially close to the deadline. There's a fearsome editor constantly pushing," Qi Yu complained. "It's terrifying, just like a wife checking in on you, one phone call after another, even in the middle of the night, coming to knock on your door."
"Indeed, comic book artists are human too, don't we also need to sleep? I'm telling you, I only worked night shifts in the first few years. But as I've gotten older and my health isn't up to it, I've only been driving during the day."
"Eh, Teacher Qi Yu, you've driven taxis before?"
"Ah." Realizing something, Qi Yu hurriedly said, "I, I did it for research, for gathering material. I don't usually drive, for going out I always drive a Maserati or a Mercedes."
"Oh, oh, oh, anyway, thanks for gracing us with your presence today, Teacher Qi Yu," Ma Lu said, "Please, come on in."
Qi Yu was about to move when he thought of something and asked, "Parking here won't get me a ticket, right?"
"No, they usually don't issue tickets."
"Good." Qi Yu felt relieved, then followed Ma Lu into the restaurant, curiously surveying his surroundings.
"I've come across quite a few short videos of your restaurant online, and I've passed by your door several times too, but unfortunately, I never came in. I heard your food is expensive."
"It's alright; for the same quality, our restaurant is the cheapest."
"A dish is six or seven hundred also considered cheap?" Qi Yu exclaimed after seeing the dishes and prices on the little blackboard, "There sure are a lot of rich people."
Ma Lu and Ma Youyou exchanged glances. Both found this Teacher Qi Yu a bit odd. A great comic book artist who created famous works like One Piece, Chainsaw Man, and One Person Below should not be short on money.
But Qi Yu really did seem plainer than expected.
Of course, it might also be because he was quite a homebody, always busy creating comics, not getting out much, hence his simplicity.
Ma Lu decided to bide his time and observe further. "I've already informed the kitchen, today we've especially prepared your favorite Mexican food, which I hope you'll enjoy."
"I should really enjoy it," Qi Yu muttered, "after all, I've put so much hard work into my comics."
"Speaking of comics, I recall that One Person Below gets updated every Friday. Today is Wednesday, so in two days, there will be a new update. Looking forward to the next storyline."
Taking advantage of the time before the food was served, Ma Lu and Qi Yu continued to chat casually.
Yet, upon hearing the word update, Qi Yu's expression changed; he looked around, whispering, "I came out to eat and relax today, can we not talk about work?"
"Okay," Ma Lu nodded, "I just wanted to say I'm a loyal fan of yours."
"Mmmhmm, normal, my works sell well globally."
"Yes, I hope Teacher Qi Yu's One Piece can also resume updates soon."
"I see you want to work me to death."
"No, no," if at first Ma Youyou's claim that Qi Yu plagiarized other authors' comics had made Ma Lu somewhat skeptical, he was now almost certain.
Then something suddenly occurred to him, and he slapped the table with a bang.
Startled, Qi Yu jumped, "Did she come?"
"Who are you talking about?"
Qi Yu looked all around and, not seeing the silhouette that filled him with dread, breathed a sigh of relief. "All good then, nothing, you just startled me now."
"I just remembered something very important."
"What is it?"
But before Ma Lu could answer, another taxi stopped outside the restaurant. Seeing the female passenger dressed in black silk OL attire getting out of the taxi, Qi Yu's face suddenly paled.
As the woman approached the restaurant, Ma Youyou took the initiative to meet her, "Sorry miss, we are not open today."
"I know, I'm here looking for someone." That woman's eyes were sharp, and she immediately spotted Qi Yu trying to hide under the table.
"Great, I didn't find you at home, but you're indeed here!" And with that, the woman ducked under Ma Youyou's arm and darted straight for Qi Yu beneath the table.
"Weren't you the one who assured me, saying you'd reject all social engagements these days and just stay at home to draw? So why did you run out here again, don't you know the studio's assistants are all waiting for your sketches?
"With only two days left until Friday, you must give me the draft today, no matter what, or how will everyone proceed with tracing and coloring?"
"Just kill me," Qi Yu exclaimed in anguish, "I won't draw."
"Why would I kill you? I need your draft."