Lu Xize listened and a trace of surprise flashed across his face. His pupils slightly dilated as he looked at him in disbelief: "Huh? I was all prepared for you to refuse. Why are you not playing by the rules? And you're treating? Why do I feel a shiver down my spine?"
Jiang Baizhou glanced over, picked up the phone on the table, and squinted his eyes: "So, are you going or not?"
"Going! Of course, I'm going! It's not easy to get you to treat me to a meal!" Lu Xize confirmed, and as he walked past him, he curiously asked: "But you being so eager to have a meal with me today makes me a bit anxious, without any assurance. Just tell me, do you have any ulterior motives towards me? I'm telling you, I'm a person of principles."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Baizhou's peripheral vision slightly scanned him up and down, then retracted it with a hint of disdain: "Besides having money, what else do you have that attracts me?"
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