Attitude Toward Investment (Second Update)

Feng Jun had waited and waited for Red Sister to arrive, but to his frustration, the person walking in through the light rain was not just Red Sister, but also a man carrying bags of all sizes.

As a former Hongjie underling, he was no stranger to Little Wu, the chef.

Little Wu had brought a great deal of ingredients, all of them pre-prepared. Xu Leigang's villa had three kitchens—large, medium, and small—and the largest one was fully stocked with everything imaginable.

Little Wu went into the kitchen to cook, while Red Sister sat beside the tea table made from tree roots and began brewing tea.

Feng Jun felt a little disappointed. It was not that he absolutely wanted anything to happen with her; it would have been a nice experience just to sit alone together and flirt ambiguously.

But with an outsider present, they could only make casual conversation.

Red Sister was still very skilled at brewing tea. She took off her coat, leaving only a fitted black long-sleeved top. With her sleeves rolled high, half of her fair forearms were exposed.

Watching her bustle about, Feng Jun's gaze went a little blank. She isn't even wearing short sleeves. Seriously.

Red Sister filled six small teacups in a row. She picked one up and drained it in a single gulp, then exhaled in satisfaction. "In this kind of weather, nothing feels better than a few cups of hot tea."

Feng Jun also picked up a teacup and drank three cups in succession. Then he smacked his lips. "Tsk, tsk, I feel even hungrier now... In this damp, chilly weather, alcohol is still better."

"Then let's drink," Red Sister said with a smile. She had another cup of tea. "I don't have anything to do this afternoon anyway... You disappeared