Hearing that he wouldn't need to get on the reality show known as the "most unkind" program and lose his face, Lu Zhuo immediately counted all the credits on Ming Shu, without listening to Lin Wenyue's excuses.
Lu Zhuo obediently ran to Ming Shu's office. He pushed the door open a crack first, and then popped in his head. "Boss Xu, I want to treat you with a feast."
Ming Shu, who was sitting in the boss chair, looked up and met with Lu Zhuo's glittering eyes.
She restrained herself. "No need."
I'm not that kind of person who'll be lured by food.
I am not.
Right, I'm not.
Lu Zhuo pushed the door open and went in. "Boss Xu, are you not hungry? It's exactly the time for dinner. I'm inviting you to a very tasty restaurant, and I promise you've never gone there before."
No, I'm good.
