Fang Ping lay sprawled on the female secretary's long legs.
He felt a trace of coolness.
Then a trace of softness.
Very comfortable.
He simply refused to get down.
As for the back seat of the car, whoever wanted to sit there could go ahead.
The female secretary cautiously glanced at Zhou's Dad in the back seat.
"President Zhou!"
"Why not let Lord stay here with me?"
She asked for permission.
Zhou's Dad waved his hand impatiently. What else could he say?
In his heart, he cursed, little brat, sure knows how to pick the place.
In the live streaming room, the audience was already laughing heartily.
...
"As expected of Lord, never forgetting to enjoy himself wherever he goes."
"Lord, my admiration for you flows endlessly like the mighty Yangtze River, and floods uncontrollably like the Yellow River..."
"Lord, I wonder if I'm lucky enough to bask in your glory."
"I surrender. Born a cat, I want to be a cat again in my next life."
"With such treatment and comfort, I hate myself for not being Lord!"
...
One cameraman could only smile as he got into the car, sitting with Zhou's Dad, not daring to breathe too loudly.
The Rolls-Royce Phantom started moving!
Two Mercedes-Benz flanked the Phantom as it departed.
Fang Ping still felt the comfort of the car while resting on the female secretary's long legs.
He knew the Rolls-Royce Phantom was a top-tier luxury car.
This car must be worth tens of millions!
So Zhou Chenchen was actually a legendary rich second-generation heir.
He didn't know why Zhou Chenchen refused to stay with Zhou's Dad and insisted on working and earning money alone.
Fang Ping was unaware that Zhou's Dad had tried to persuade Zhou Chenchen, but she liked this lifestyle, so Zhou's Dad eventually supported her.
"President Zhou!"
"Where are we going?"
The female secretary asked.
"Jinglong Pavilion."
Zhou's Dad thought for a moment and answered.
Jinglong Pavilion was a very upscale restaurant in the city, usually requiring reservations.
But Zhou's Dad naturally didn't need reservations; he had a private room there permanently for entertaining clients.
It wasn't especially for Fang Ping; he often ate there himself.
Since he was hungry, he would just go to a familiar place.
Without needing instructions, the driver notified the other two cars.
The ride was quiet as they arrived at the restaurant entrance.
This was a place Zhou's Dad frequented, also a popular spot for businessmen to gather, so it was easy to run into acquaintances.
No sooner had Zhou's Dad gotten out than someone approached.
"President Zhou! What a coincidence! Didn't expect to see you here."
The greeter was a middle-aged man about Zhou's Dad's age.
"Boss Zhang! You're dining here today too?"
Zhou's Dad stopped and replied.
"Yes! I'm entertaining clients."
"If I had known you were coming, I would have waited to join you."
"There's also a business matter I want to discuss with you."
Boss Zhang said.
"Let's do that another day."
"Today was a last-minute decision for me as well."
"When you're free, give me a call."
Zhou's Dad nodded.
Business was like this—greeting and sending off, communication and exchange were essential.
Zhou's Dad didn't mind.
The two men seemed well acquainted and stood chatting at the restaurant entrance.
Fang Ping didn't know who the middle-aged man was but guessed he was someone Zhou's Dad knew in the business world.
He glanced around. The men coming and going mostly wore suits; the women dressed luxuriously.
It was clear this restaurant was high-end.
"President Zhou! Since when did you start keeping a cat?"
After a while, Boss Zhang noticed Fang Ping crouching nearby.
It was indeed a cat, hard to miss.
He remembered Zhou's Dad didn't seem to like cats.
"That's my daughter's cat. She temporarily left him with me, so I'm helping to take care of him."
Zhou's Dad explained.
He didn't mention his daughter's illness, so as to avoid people bothering her in the hospital.
He knew Zhou Chenchen disliked these social visits.
"This cat seems very obedient, no meowing or fussing."
"When she's pregnant, I want one too."
Boss Zhang laughed.
Seeing Fang Ping looked quite pretty, he naturally assumed it was female.
Asking for a kitten was a way to get closer to Zhou's Dad.
Fang Ping suddenly froze nearby.
The live streaming audience burst into laughter.
...
"Haha, I'm about to choke from laughing. Look at Lord's expression."
"Lord is about to kill someone. He understood that person wants his kittens."
"Lord, he's insulting you. If you're a man, how could you tolerate that?"
"If I were Lord, I'd scratch that guy immediately."
"What a look! Lord, show some anger!"
...
Zhou's Dad paused.
"That cat of my daughter's is male."
He looked at Fang Ping and added.
Though he couldn't tell Fang Ping's sex at a glance, from the name Fang Ping, it should be male.
"Ah? Male? Still very pretty."
Boss Zhang realized he had made a mistake but didn't feel embarrassed.
Who could know a cat understood human speech?
Mistaking a cat's sex was no big deal.
Seeing Fang Ping's expression worsen, Zhou's Dad ended the conversation.
He was afraid Fang Ping might get angry and scratch the man.
Judging by this little brat's temper, he might really do it.
Their conversation finished, Zhou's Dad took Fang Ping inside the restaurant.
The restaurant owner was actually already waiting.
He warmly welcomed Zhou's Dad into the private room.
Fang Ping took a quick look around the private room.
The decoration was luxurious yet elegant.
Eating here was truly a pleasure.
"This is my daughter's cat. Prepare a separate set of tableware for him."
"From now on, when he dines here, he will use that set."
Zhou's Dad instructed the restaurant owner lightly.
"Yes, I'll prepare it right away."
The restaurant owner looked at Fang Ping carefully, memorizing his appearance, especially his cat tag.
With the tag, he wouldn't mistake him again.
He understood Zhou's Dad was considerate of the restaurant, since some guests might object to dining with animals.
Preparing a separate set of tableware for Fang Ping meant other guests wouldn't complain.
Zhou's Dad didn't ask Fang Ping what he wanted to eat; he ordered based on his own preference.
The restaurant owner left quickly, but the dishes would still take some time to arrive.
Fang Ping sat in the restaurant, still thinking about what had just happened.
He felt deeply indignant in his heart!
Damn it! Can you speak or not?!
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