"President Lin, everything in the shop next door—it's all yours!"
'How generous!'
Lin Shen smiled faintly but scoffed inwardly.
'What could possibly be left over from a restaurant?'
'A pile of broken tables and a ridiculously filthy kitchen that I'd have to hire professionals to clean.'
"President Lin, here's to a successful collaboration!"
Shen Mingchuan rose and extended his right hand to Lin Shen with a smile.
"It's about that time. How about I treat you to lunch?"
"Alright."
After rising to shake Shen Mingchuan's hand, Lin Shen turned to look at Lin Ping. He even made a point of using a more intimate form of her name—an apparent attempt to prove their relationship was not completely broken.
"Ping, why don't you join us for lunch?"
"No, I should stay and clean the Cat Cafe. The renovations just finished, so the place is a mess."
Lin Ping said reservedly, but Lin Shen just smiled.
"Join us."
"Um... alright."
