Of course not. I'm very generous to my friends, clients, and employees.
We should try to save money on him if possible. We just paid him back 50 million, and we're not exactly flush with cash lately.
The carriage fell into a subtly awkward situation.
I was trying to figure out how to phrase it more tactfully when Fu Yanshen spoke first, "No need to say anything."
His tone was flat, making it impossible to discern whether he was expressing any emotion.
Just as I was about to unbuckle my seatbelt, he started the engine again.
Therefore, he refused to eat.
“Mr. Fu, I’m treating you, but you didn’t want to eat it,” I said matter-of-factly.
Fu Yanshen held the steering wheel with both hands, glanced at me, didn't say anything, and continued driving.
Fifteen minutes later, the car entered the underground parking lot of the Wangfujing Building.
After getting off the car, Fu Yanshen led me into the elevator and headed straight to a high-end Cantonese restaurant on the top floor.
I know this restaurant; you need to make a reservation in advance, and it's very difficult to get one. When the manager saw Fu Yanshen, he didn't ask any questions and personally led us into the VIP room.
After we were seated, a pretty waitress dressed in a black suit and white shirt took our order with practiced ease.
Fu Yanshen told me to order first.
Looking at the dishes the waiter recommended to me, I saw several of their signature dishes: caviar duck toast, traditional roast duck, casserole, black truffle Boston lobster braised noodles, and poached chicken.
I silently calculated the price in my mind; it would start at five figures. Ouch.
However, since we're already here...
I gritted my teeth and ordered.
In the past, let alone spending tens of thousands to treat him to a meal, I wouldn't even blink an eye if I spent tens of millions to buy him a luxury watch.
There's a reason why it's expensive; the food here really suits my taste.
In the hot pot, the abalone and fish maw were stewed to perfection, and I enjoyed them immensely.
"This braised noodles is good." Fu Yanshen ladled out a small plate of noodles and handed it to me.
The noodles were coated in a rich broth, mixed with black truffle and large chunks of lobster meat, which suited my taste perfectly.
Across from me, Fu Yanshen, wearing disposable gloves, slowly rolled up a slice of roast duck and then handed it to me.
I ate until I was stuffed.
When he took out his bank card to pay, the waiter said that Fu Yanshen had already paid.
I frowned, looking at the man opposite me with a puzzled expression. "You said it was my treat."
In response to my question, he slowly replied, "You're treating, I'll pay the bill, is there a problem?"
"Well... thank you again, Mr. Fu!" I said politely to him.
Fu Yanshen glanced at me with displeasure, picked up his teacup, and took a sip of tea.
I understand that he doesn't like me being polite to him.
"If you really want to thank me, would you like to accompany me to the men's clothing section to pick out a suit? My group company is moving to the former Shengshi Building in a week for the opening ceremony."
Upon hearing this, my eyes lit up, and I looked at the man opposite me with admiration and respect.
After getting involved in business, I realized how difficult it is to start from scratch. Without a background, connections, resources, or initial capital, even an investment genius will find it hard to become rich overnight.
But he did it.
Especially since he was almost bankrupted by Ouyang and Shijin last time, he turned things around with his exceptional investment acumen and the projects he had invested in two years ago.
Now, he owns his own conglomerate, built on the foundation of the Sheng family's company, clearly a slap in the face to the Sheng family who disowned her mother back then.
"You don't want to?"
Fu Yanshen's question brought me back to my senses.
“No, let’s go.” I answered without hesitation.
The fourth floor of the building houses men's boutiques, which feature many international luxury brands. I used to come here often to shop for Fu Yanshen, and the senior saleswomen there still recognize me.
They were clearly shocked to see me and Fu Yanshen appear together at the store, but they were all shrewd and kept their shock to themselves.
"Mr. Fu, excuse me for bothering you, but would you like us to take your measurements?"
The saleswoman invited Fu Yanshen to the inner room, where a beautiful saleswoman was waiting for him with a measuring tape.
Fu Yanshen: "Miss Sheng will help me take the measurements."
As soon as he said that, the well-trained saleswomen almost couldn't hold back their laughter. I clearly caught the fleeting ambiguity in their eyes.
I looked at Fu Yanshen's figure and said, "No need to measure, it's the same as before, 104, 84, 96."
His physique is the same as before his divorce.
As soon as I said it, I realized that I actually remembered his measurements clearly.
I gritted my teeth and immediately turned around to continue matching my tie.
"Mr. Fu, Miss Sheng still remembers your measurements!"
Unfortunately, the saleswoman fanned the flames.
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