But the problem was that she desperately needed Zhang Ming's help at the moment. It wasn't a good time to refuse on the spot, so she immediately looked troubled.
"Miss Wei, there's no need to rush. There's still plenty of time," Zhang Ming said with a genial smile. "You can think it over. Whenever you've made up your mind, just let me know!" He then called the waiter over to settle the bill.
"General Manager Zhang, let me..." Wei Zixuan immediately reached for her purse.
"Forget it, Miss Wei. There's no need for such formality. It's just a meal, after all. Let me handle it," Zhang Ming said, waving his hand nonchalantly.
"Sir... your total bill comes to 1.08 million. Will you be paying with cash or card?" the waiter asked, slowly passing the bill over.
"What did you say? One point zero eight million?"