"Just as I thought, with your usual behavior, you'd actually treat me to this?"
Meng Chuan laughed.
He was just joking; Old Shen definitely has the ability, but it's unnecessary.
Shen Shuo laughed nonchalantly:
"Piece of cake."
Meng Chuan reminded him:
"Old Shen, now that the contract is signed, I'm the biggest shareholder of Han Hai now.
Such luxurious and corrupt behavior of yours... seems like I'll need to hold a company meeting next week to properly educate everyone."
"...Not even dragon liver and phoenix marrow can shut your mouth?"
Shen Shuo beckoned with one hand, using gang qi to pick up chopsticks through the air and served Meng Chuan, acting as if nothing had happened, and curiously asked:
"I heard the rewards for this World Youth Championship of yours are ridiculously rich, even the worst are fifth-grade stuff. What did you get?
