Liu Zhizhong cursed under his breath, "You're such a damn billionaire bootlicker—truly fucking cheap!"
But then, he reconsidered. His mother-in-law, Lu Yumei, was indeed beautiful, sexy, mature, and still on the young side. It made sense for Zhang Zhenglong to fawn over her a bit more.
"Mr. Zhang, do you have some time to chat at West Mountain Summit?" Liu Zhizhong proposed.
"Damn it…" Zhang Zhenglong couldn't help but swear, sounding somewhat distressed, "You little punk, are you trying to pick on me because I'm fat? West Mountain is so high, and I'm too lazy to climb; I can't do it."
"But what if I tell you my mother-in-law has recently taken a liking to mountain climbing? Will you climb or not?"
"Uh…" Zhang Zhenglong paused, then burst into hearty laughter, "Oh, that's the case, huh? Alright, alright, I'll be there. Wait for me. I need to handle some things here, and I'll arrive in about half an hour. Where will you be at the West Mountain Summit?"