December 2nd.
Thursday noon.
It was again a day to repay the money. After school, Tang Qing hurriedly took a taxi to Baiwei Restaurant. Li Kai also followed, coming over to freeload off his dad's food.
By now, it was mealtime, and both the main hall and private rooms were already fully occupied. Zhang Dongqing had arrived in the private room early to wait for Tang Qing.
In Private Box No.6.
At this moment, Lu Jianhui was running a bit late due to some issues. The food had not yet been served, and only Zhang Dongqing and Tang Qing were sitting and drinking tea.
"Little Tang, how are your transactions with Mr. Liu going recently?" Zhang Dongqing asked casually. To tell the truth, since their last meeting, he couldn't avoid being a bit apprehensive. He was afraid that Tang Qing might go rashly and get himself in too deep.
