During the drive, Lin Zhengran asked where they were headed.
Jiang Jingshi replied, "I know a restaurant that serves excellent French cuisine. How about I take you there to try it, Zhengran?"
Lin Zhengran thought that was a bit much:
"There's no need, Jiang. We came out this afternoon to talk business, not specifically for a meal. Besides, I have to head back tonight. We can just find somewhere to talk."
Jiang Jingshi's gentle eyes turned to Lin Zhengran. "But we did say last time that we still had a meal to get to."
"Yes, but I'm guessing the French restaurant you mentioned isn't cheap, Jiang. I'm afraid if I accept this meal, I won't know when I can return the favor. You were the one who paid last time, after all."
She laughed. "Do we really need to keep such careful track?" She had an idea. "How about this? If you really don't want to go somewhere like that, Zhengran, let me ask you... what did you have for dinner last night?"
