838 He Can't Drink

Xuxu gave a thumbs up for Ming Ansheng under her breath because she had been waiting to say the same thing, too.

Couldn't they let everyone have a meal in peace? They've been incoherently rambling the moment they met, and nothing good came out of their mouth.

"Okay, let's stop and have dinner." Lu Yinan turned serious and instructed the waitress. "Serve the food."

They served the dishes one after another. Xuxu swiftly picked up her chopsticks and eagerly tucked in.

As usual, the men drank.

"Ah Heng, has the Jiang Corporation started on the Haicheng City project?" asked Li Yun all of a sudden as he looked at the man.

Jiang Zhuoheng nodded. "Mm."

Li Yun smiled and proposed a toast to Jiang Zhuoheng. "Then, I hope I'll be able to enjoy my association with you."

Jiang Zhuoheng offered him a small smile. He held up his wineglass and lightly clinked it on the glass turntable. "Just a word from you, Young Master Li."