Lu Yuan felt that something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
Gao Bai, the sycophant, wasn't pleased.
He scoffed unabashedly, "The decor here was personally designed by the French designer Zhuang Niyang at Lu Shao's request, with just the design cost running into the hundreds of thousands, of course it has taste."
"As for you, Wu Bin, I'm afraid you've never been to a place this upscale, have you?"
Wu Bin quickly admitted that he indeed hadn't been.
At the same time, he once again affirmed Lu Yuan's taste.
"Having the ability to spend hundreds of thousands to hire a foreigner to design a restaurant with the Dragon Country style, Lu Shao, your thought process is really unique, I'm truly impressed," he said.
Lu Yuan's face darkened.
Even if he was slow, he could now confirm that Wu Bin was being passive-aggressive toward him.
He said sternly, "Wu Bin, if you have something to say, just say it. There's no need for the passive-aggressiveness."
