"Lan, I may not have become much better now, but I've certainly established my own business. Don't you also want to start a company? I can help you."
"What, showing off your wealth to me?"
Zhu Yulan snorted coldly.
The scale of the Zhu and Huang families' enterprises were not too far apart.
But the Zhu Family still had numerous people in politics, which businessmen could never compare with.
"If you're wealthy, why don't you go show off by throwing money in the streets? That would be much better."
Zhu Yulan was also not one to consider the feelings of others when she spoke.
The gazes of the people around them had become increasingly curious.
Huang Tianming eventually felt like he couldn't hold back his frustration. He adjusted his breathing, slowly opened his mouth, and said, "Lan, we can put aside the matters between us for now. Who was that person you were eating with just now?"
"What business is it of yours who that was?"
Zhu Yulan said offhandedly.
This attitude finally caused Huang Tianming to lose control of his temper. He pressed his voice lower.
"Lan, you know that both our families want us to be together, and yet here you are out with someone else, especially in a place . I don't think Uncle Zhu would let you carelessly dine with some unknown young man, now would he?"
Huang Tianming was somewhat trying to use his family's rules to pressure Zhu Yulan.
After all, while these people fear neither heaven nor earth, deep down they knew their confidence all came from their family.
Therefore, they usually didn't dare to contravene the stringent demands of their families easily.
Especially at their age, when the children were slowly starting to represent the face of their families, and arranged marriages for business purposes were definitely not just something from TV dramas.
A powerful alliance was the choice of most wealthy people.
However, for Zhu Yulan, what annoyed her most right now was exactly this.
She was just about to speak.
Another voice tinged with laughter broke in.
"I'm not some random person, and I also have a name."
A KFC Family Bucket, neatly packed, was placed between the two of them, along with a cup of plum drink set on the table in front of Huang Tianming.
Xu Musen looked at him with an amused glance before turning to Zhu Yulan and asking, "Is this your friend?"
Zhu Yulan, seeing his smiling face—a clear signal he was about to trick someone—felt a sudden sense of complicity, and the corner of her mouth involuntarily curled up as she said, "I don't know him."
"You don't know him? Well, then it's a bother, but could you make room? I don't want my friend to be harassed by some unknown person so casually."
Xu Musen had already stepped in front of Huang Tianming, his height and well-proportioned figure imposing enough to intimidate Tianming.
Huang Tianming's face darkened, feeling incredibly irked by their coordinated responses, his dislike for the way they seamlessly played off each other growing.
But looking at Xu Musen's casual attire, he estimated the value of Musen's entire outfit to be less than that of one of his own shoe insoles.
Getting angry at such a person would only show his lack of sophistication.
He remained motionless, as if Xu Musen didn't exist, and chuckled at Zhu Yulan, "Lan, it seems the world has truly changed in the years I've been away from Hu Hai, where anyone can have the nerve to become friends with you."
Zhu Yulan's brow furrowed. Although she had her own small grievances against Xu Musen, the King of Tricks, she considered him her own because he came out to eat with her today.
Even when beating a dog, one should look at the owner!
"I'm flattered, but I still need to learn from you when it comes to thick skin. Actually, I quite enjoy making friends too. Could you teach me how to forcibly befriend someone even when they don't agree to it?"
Xu Musen asked with the earnestness of one seeking genuine guidance.
But the more earnest he was, the more Huang Tianming felt a burning sensation on his face.
Huang Tianming: "..."
Zhu Yulan almost burst out laughing, finding Huang Tianming's darkened, berated face unexpectedly formidable for the first time.
Huang Tianming clenched his teeth, glaring at him fiercely, perhaps picking up on a hint of Xu Musen's accent, and sneered, "So, you're from out of town. Probably only recognize KFC and McDonald's in a big city.
Lan, I've invited a five-star French chef who makes excellent desserts, so how about coming to my house tonight? It's much better than this junk food."
Huang Tianming's pride was ingrained in his nature, and he indeed had the right to be proud.
The people around them, who were devouring their chicken legs and burgers, twitched at the corners of their mouths.
Damn! Just because you're rich doesn't make you better! Am I not a person too?
Xu Musen, still not in a rush and with his usual smile, shook the Family Bucket in his hand and said cheerfully, "What's so great about a five-star chef? Over here, we have Colonel's chicken nuggets; don't I rank higher than you?
Boss Zhu, would you rather have a Michelin five-star chef or a Family Bucket with Colonel's chicken nuggets?"
Xu Musen left the decision to Zhu Yulan.
Huang Tianming's face turned iron blue.
Since the beginning, Zhu Yulan hadn't stopped smiling.
Seeing Huang Tianming's face looking as if he had eaten a fly, she replied cheerfully, "Have the wings and drumsticks I wanted also been added in?"
"Of course, double portions."
Zhu Yulan didn't answer directly, but she had effectively smacked Huang Tianming's face with two slaps.
"Young Master Huang, I've got my dinner plans sorted now, so I won't bother you, and we'll be on our way if there's nothing else."
Zhu Yulan stood up, deliberately making a sarcastic remark.
Huang Tianming finally lost his temper. In his heart, he had long considered Zhu Yulan to be his own.