"Haha, then I'll count on your care in the future, and I won't be shy about it."
As they spoke, Lin Jiayou and the young man had already entered the restaurant and taken a seat not too far from Luo Qianqian and the others, but they could see everything clearly from their position, even overhearing the conversation.
"Don't mention it, here is your principal plus profit. You needed it urgently, right? Take it." The young man calmly took out two stacks of money from the unimpressive bag, "If you need anything, look for me, let's be friends."
"I couldn't ask for more, haha," Lin Jiayou agreed readily.
"It's nothing, it's nothing," the young man casually said. The two of them flipped through the menu, ordered a couple of dishes at random, and started drinking wine.
He Wenyu pretended to be surprised and nudged Luo Qianqian, "Isn't that Brother Jiayou?"
