"Senior."
Wuqi Building.
Third floor.
Arriving at five-thirty, half an hour after getting off work, Luo Li'er sat down with her bag.
She didn't call Xu Siyi, after all, the closeness differs.
In winter, it's only suitable to eat hot pot; this is an old brand for mutton hotpot, the stove on the table is boiling, the broth bubbling vigorously.
"Did you drive here?"
"Mm."
Hearing this, Boss Jiang seemed a bit regretful, lifting a jar of warm yellow wine beside him, "I was planning to ask you to drink a bit."
"Drink, of course."
Luo Li'er said brightly, "Just call for a designated driver."
"Alright. Give me your cup."
Luo Li'er handed over her clean glass cup, neither rushed nor restless, showing quite a bit of composure.
Boss Jiang filled up two cups and returned one to her.
"Thank you, Senior."
Luo Li'er was very polite; as she spoke, she opened her plaid clutch from the winter fashion show collection, its iconic orange hue, yes, unmistakably Hermès.
