"Do you think the money is not enough? I can add more, or you can name your price. I want to know that woman's current situation!"
Lu Jincheng hadn't expected the waiter to refuse.
He spoke in annoyance.
Though he was asking for a favor, his tone was anything but weak.
Seeing Lu Jincheng making a nuisance of himself, the waiter helplessly shook his head. He didn't say anything more and turned to leave.
After all, he had already made himself very clear—it was Lu Jincheng's problem if he couldn't understand.
Having been the president of the Lu Family for many years, this was the first time Lu Jincheng had ever been humiliated like this.
Looking at the money in his hand, he felt inexplicably insulted.
After some thought, he could only shift his attention to others.
He refused to believe that only the waiter from before had seen designer Y!
Thinking thus, Lu Jincheng, holding the money, walked towards where the waiters were gathered.
