"I'll have someone transfer the final payment to you in a bit."
Qi Sheng looked at the expectant Xu Qinghui and Wang Bingqin. He naturally knew why they hadn't left yet.
"Haha, Younger Brother Qi, you're so straightforward. It's a rare chance to meet your girlfriend. Why don't I treat you to a simple lunch?"
Xu Qinghui obviously didn't want to lose contact with Qi Sheng just like that.
He also wanted to develop a few potential clients from among Qi Sheng's friends.
"Not today. I'll treat you some other time, Brother Xu."
Qi Sheng glanced at the time, tactfully declining Xu Qinghui's offer.
"Haha, no problem. Business comes first. We'll have plenty of opportunities to meet up in the future."
Xu Qinghui hadn't been paying much attention until he inadvertently spotted the Vacheron Constantin.
The sight sent a shiver down his spine.
A Vacheron Constantin with a market price of nearly 7 million was actually on Qi Sheng's wrist.
