"True, with your strength, those small-time thugs are like ants, easily crushed."
Lin Qianru thought for a moment, didn't say anything more, and yelled towards the kitchen, "Sister Hua, are the dishes ready yet? I'm starving. Oh, and Sister Hua, the usual, put more chili peppers for me, and bring me two more bottles of wine."
"Got it. Don't I know your taste?"
Sister Hua just happened to come out with a dish. The thugs arrived quickly and left just as quickly, without catching Sister Hua's attention.
"Drinking? President Lin, you want to drink?"
Lu Tianxing's eyes widened. As the saying goes, no drunk woman, no chance for a man. Was Lin Qianru hinting at him that there might be a chance tonight?
Lin Qianru clearly understood what Lu Tianxing was thinking and glared at him fiercely, "Xiao Bing was right, your thoughts are really dirty. I just thought we should celebrate since you saved my life today. Don't get the wrong idea."
