Mr. Lu did not stay too long at Le Ying Law Firm.
After wrapping up the business at hand and confirming the departure times with Shang Lingzhi, he left the meeting room with He Ying.
"Mr. Lu, we have a lunch appointment with several leaders from the High-tech District; should we head there a bit earlier?"
In the Buick business vehicle, He Ying naturally took the driver's seat, released the handbrake, and asked.
"Okay."
Lu Jincheng reclined in the back seat, squinting his eyes as they drove along smoothly.
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One Table Meal, or rather a private club, seemed a place shrouded in mystery to the ordinary citizens of Jiangcheng City.
In essence, it was simply a high-rise observation suite converted from a private area, not open to the public, typically serving only one table of patrons.
For instance, from the 65th to the 88th floors of Jiangcheng Center Building, there was a spot known as Top Han, also dubbed as "Sukhavati" of Jiangcheng.
