"Alright, then I'll trouble you, President Feng, to arrange for someone to deliver it to the Baiyun Hotel for me." Li Changlin had also never been to such a place and was thinking of taking the opportunity to go on more dates with Qian Ziwei, so he accepted Feng Yongrui's kindness.
"Sure, I'll send it to Mr. Li right away." Feng Yongrui was just about to get off work, and as the company was not far from the Baiyun Hotel and his way home passed by there, it was convenient for him.
The two chatted casually for a few more moments before hanging up the phone.
By this time, Li Changlin and Qian Ziwei had already left the elevator; they had arrived at the hotel's restaurant.
They walked into the restaurant. There weren't many people at that time, so they casually ordered a few dishes and began to wait.
Before their meal was ready, Feng Yongrui called again. Li Changlin asked Qian Ziwei to wait for a moment as he got up to go downstairs to pick up the tickets.
