The place where Ouyang Feifei invited Luo Ziling to dine was a rather romantic, quite tranquil buffet restaurant.
Led by Wang Qing, when Luo Ziling arrived at Ouyang Feifei's private room, he was surprised to find that it was an extremely luxurious space.
"The big CEO is different; even for a meal, you need space this big," Luo Ziling sat down opposite Ouyang Feifei and joked, "The realm of people is different. Unlike us, we can accept roadside stalls."
"If you have any opinions about me, feel free to say so," Ouyang Feifei, who was drinking tea, looked at Luo Ziling calmly, "I won't mind."
Luo Ziling glanced at Ouyang Feifei, just smiled, and didn't say anything. Instead, he stood up, "I'm hungry, I'll get some food first. What do you want? I'll get it for you."
"Wang Qing will bring it in later, just sit down." Ouyang Feifei kept staring at Luo Ziling, "Are you still dissatisfied with how I handled the issue with Ouyang Huihui? That's why you always give me a hard time."
