"Just coffee, hope you don't mind?"
Wen Chao chuckled, briskly walked to the bar, took out two porcelain cups, and planned to make handcrafted coffee.
He liked to hear the sound of grinding, loved to see coffee beans being ground into powder; at this moment, the tense nerve could get a brief respite.
"I don't mind, thank you."
Li Junwei walked to Wen Chao's side and slowly started speaking about the tasks entrusted by Lu Liang, along with the final instructions.
Upon hearing this, Wen Chao smiled, handed over a cup of Americano: "So, what do you think Mr. Lu means?"
Li Junwei pondered, cautiously said: "Feels like Mr. Lu might be a little conflicted, right?"
Wen Chao shook his head, calmly said: "Mr. Lu never gets conflicted about these things, it's you who are a bit conflicted. Frankly speaking, such things require taking on certain legal responsibilities, so you're a bit worried!"
