Zhu Shuanghua suddenly became furious.
She slapped the table in front of her and said, "Zhang Jianjun, I've given you enough money."
Zhang Jianjun just sneered, "Why are you in such a hurry, Boss Zhu? I haven't said anything yet."
Zhu Shuanghua suppressed her anger and glanced out the window.
With a cold face, she said, "Zhang Jianjun, just say directly why you're here. I don't have time to waste with you."
While speaking, a server had already brought several exquisite desserts and coffee to the table.
Neither of them spoke again, quietly watching the server place everything on the table.
After placing down the items, the server said, "Please enjoy," and then left.
Zhang Jianjun picked up a cup of coffee and took a sip, then spat it on the ground.
With a disdainful look, he said, "This stuff is so bitter and still sells for so much? What's wrong with them?"
Zhu Shuanghua reached for her handbag on the seat next to her.
