After selecting his own portion, Ji Mingqian turned his head towards the person next to him, "What do you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine, the same as you is fine too," Jiang Yisheng said.
Since he had said so, Ji Mingqian simply ordered two of the same dish.
Feng Yi closed the menu, lifted his gaze towards the person across from him, and started to stir things up with a sly intent, "Mingqian, it's been so long since we've seen each other, shouldn't you be treating this meal?"
Having been tricked by Ye Jiuliang too many times, Ji Mingqian had developed a keen intuition when it came to being conned.
He raised an eyebrow, a playful smile playing at the corner of his lips, "Can't President Feng even afford a meal? After all, Yisheng and I are spokespeople for the Feng Group, it isn't too much for you, the boss, to treat your two employees to a meal, right?"
When it came to verbal sparring, few could beat him.
