"Huang Beishan, I see you're not going to rest until you drink my wine."
After speaking, he turned to Lu Xuan: "I'll need Dr. Lu to do me the favor then."
Lu Xuan turned his head to look at Huang Beishan.
Huang Beishan chuckled and said, "Go on, this guy owes you, and it's just right for me and Old Zhang to go taste some good wine. Since I've spoken this much, if you don't go, our Dean Zhang will probably feel uneasy. Besides, it's just a casual meal, not like you're repaying a favor. A dean's position can't be repaid with just one meal.
Of course, if Dean Zhang is okay with that, then I didn't say anything."
"Huang Beishan, do you feel itchy when you don't tease me a bit?" Zhang Jiwei said discontentedly.
"Just joking, just joking, no need to get angry."
Zhang Jiwei was too lazy to talk, and at that moment, a voice sounded at the door: "Dean, I've brought dinner. Are you and the other experts going to eat here, or find somewhere else?"
