"Mr. Qin, please come in."
Li Jianjun was courteous and spoke with elegance, an immediate indication that he was no ordinary individual.
"The guest follows the host's lead, so Mr. Li, after you."
Li Moying said exasperatedly, "Are you two planning to dawdle until tomorrow? Get inside, I'm starving."
...
The three of them entered the hotel, where the general manager had already prepared a suite and meals.
No sooner had they sat down than the food was served, sumptuous and accompanied by a bottle of expensive red wine.
"I'll start eating; you guys can talk amongst yourselves," said Li Moying as she picked up her chopsticks to eat.
Li Jianjun looked at Qin Hao with a smile and said, "Mr. Qin, let's have a drink to start with."
Qin Hao shook his head, "I'm sorry, I have to drive later in the afternoon, I'd better not drink."
"Right, I wasn't thinking. Instead, let's have a drink with tea in place of liquor."
