"Mr. Chu truly has a generous hand, it seems like three generations of the Jiang family will have to serve you."
Upon hearing this, Chu Mo's face stiffened slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and changed the subject,
"Mr. Jiang is joking. You must not have had breakfast yet, I had the servants prepare soy milk and deep-fried dough sticks. I heard they're your favorite. Let's sit at the top of Capital City's tallest building, eat, and chat."
Chu Mo gently clapped his hands, and immediately, a waiter began preparing a lavish breakfast.
Just as Chu Mo and the elder were seated, the elevator doors opened, and soon, Jiang Rourou's figure appeared before them, with the bar hostess from Huiyuan Bar by her side.
Chu Mo revealed a warm smile and gestured to Jiang Rourou, saying,
"Xiao Rourou, you must not have seen Mr. Jiang for a long time, come join us for a meal."
