Ning Mengmeng and Sen Cha only stopped talking when the waiter knocked on the door. They quickly put on their masks and sunglasses.
Only then did Sen Cha say faintly, "Come in."
The waiter quickly served the food that they had ordered. Ning Mengmeng started eating, looking like she was in a good mood.
She was eating happily with her chopsticks, but Sen Cha observed that she was casual and natural. Although she ate a lot, she did not give people the feeling that she was in a hurry.
The two of them chatted for quite a while, and the dark expression on Sen Cha's face gradually eased. It was not until the two of them had finished eating that they walked to the small table and chair beside the private room that was specially set up for discussion.
Sen Cha took out two documents and an expensive black pen from his black leather bag. "Take a look. This is a five-year contract. If there are no problems, sign it."
