Looking at Kang Chen's military demeanor, Lord Wu felt relieved. Indeed, this Mr. Chen was not a petty businessman; his world was likely filled with camaraderie and life-and-death victory or defeat.
Doing business with someone like that is quite nice.
But how could he know, Kang Chen didn't care about the 6 million, because he considered that money was to buy Lord Wu's life.
Lord Wu said, "Winning so much money from Mr. Chen today, I feel a bit embarrassed. How about I treat Mr. Chen to dinner tonight?"
Kang Chen: "Sure."
The place where Lord Wu treated Kang Chen for dinner was, of course, a good one.
But after dinner, when Kang Chen intentionally said he wanted to go back to sleep, he was stopped by Lord Wu.
"Mr. Chen, the night is still young. As a modern person, how can you not have a bit of nightlife? Let me treat you to a drink..."
Kang Chen smiled, "Really just for a drink?"
Lord Wu chuckled, "Of course it is..."
