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Today's dinner was quite a feast, and Wang Chao was picking up the tab. From the project group of three, only two were present, but that was enough.
Wang Huan felt a bit helpless. Watching the joyful Wang Chao, he had a realization: they might all have fallen into Liu Banxia's "trap" and been schemed against by that guy. Might as well channel this frustration into appetite. It would be a real shame not to dig into such a lavish dinner.
"Do we at the Emergency Center often have dinners like this?" Du Fancheng asked curiously.
"More or less. Because we always have things to celebrate here. If we're happy, we should celebrate," Liu Banxia replied seriously.
