After being scolded by Xu Xiangbei, Shen Congru still wasn't angry and continued to smile, "Stop teasing me, just write the check. I'm looking out for you here. I'm not earning a penny, yet I'm putting in both effort and resources. You should thank me, at least treat me to a meal."
Giving Shen Congru a sideways glance, Xu Xiangbei grumpily said, "I definitely won't treat you. You forcibly took a million from me, and now I have to treat you to dinner? I must be out of my mind."
Despite the apparent reluctance, Xu Xiangbei still wrote a million-dollar check for Shen Congru.
Holding the new check that still smelled of fresh ink, Shen Congru looked pleased, "Getting a donation from you wasn't easy. Now that you've donated, you're a member of our Commercial Bank's charitable fund. As the chairman, I sincerely thank you. Dinner is on me tonight."
