The car didn't return to the hotel but drove out of the city and arrived at a picturesque riverside winery.
The driver helped Lu Li onto a wheelchair, and the two of them walked to the riverside. Immediately, an attendant brought the prepared drinks and dishes to the table.
Lu Li raised his chin, "Your favorite pan-seared foie gras, flown in just two hours ago from Strasbourg."
He understood women, like Aima; in fact, she wasn't eating the taste but the things attached to the food, so... even if this foie gras was locally sourced, she wouldn't be able to tell.
Of course, this foie gras did come from France—Lu Li, who always had a reputation for being a playboy, was never one to shy away from spending money.
Aima's face immediately showed an expression of infinite happiness, "Delicious food, beautiful scenery, and the Mr. Lu I admire the most. If today's negotiation goes smoothly, it would truly be a perfect day."
