"Sir, have you finished talking with Secretary Lan?"
On the way to dinner, Meng Wanning asked.
Chen Cheng walked alongside, "It was okay, just a brief chat."
He looked at her, "What's up?"
"I thought you would talk until very late tonight," Meng Wanning held Chen Cheng's hand, swinging it gently, "I was ready to order takeout~"
Chen Cheng smiled, "I always keep the promises I make to you."
Meng Wanning smiled even more broadly, "Yeah."
"By the way, you'll need to help me with something later," Chen Cheng said.
"Me?"
Meng Wanning slowed her steps, "What can I help you with?"
"Handing out red envelopes, that shouldn't be too difficult, right?"
Meng Wanning was even more confused, "Red envelopes? To whom?"
While they were talking, they arrived in front of Xingyi Old Beef Restaurant.
Chen Cheng led Meng Wanning into the reserved private room, where Chen Donghai, Xu Qiu, and the PR ladies were already gathered.
Seeing the two enter, everyone stood up, "Mr. Chen, Miss Meng."
