Tinny bit.
"You are fighting with an intern, Miss. President, a multi- billionaire herself?" They bantered with each other, in their own way.
"Oh, so you really wanna fight it over with this? Who the hell pays the bill every time we go outing? If not for the hotel's, restaurants, bars, cafe's under my name, don't you think you all would've less money to spend on yourself now, hm?" Wining with ZouMi, in words, is as equal as getting zero as an answer to multiplication of two, with two.
"What about our shares? Don't we also have shares in few of the places we visited?" Chen argued back.
"Oh? That tinny bit of shares, which I brought from you, at a good price, that one?" ZouMi smirked at him. Nothing more needed to tease Chen, but just a smirk of her, at the end of the 'arguments' of theirs. If one see's it, they would think, these both are fighting, and would jump on in any moment to beat each other, but in reality, this is all they do for fun, a weird kind of fun, indeed.