Over here, the private room.
After Wei Yun sat down, he gestured for Lin Qiao to sit as well. Taking advantage of the time before the guests arrived, he said, "The person coming later is the Deputy Steward from the Embroidery Workshop Bureau; they have some influence there."
He paused for a moment, "A lecherous and greedy person, but you don't need to be afraid. While I'm here, he won't act out."
Lin Qiao understood this more than anyone. Business dinners were either about lust or money. "Alright."
She thought to herself if that man dared to make a move, she'd chop off his lifeline.
Ahem, she's tolerated one villain enough.
This Deputy Steward was quite full of himself. They waited for a little over a quarter of an hour, and he still hadn't arrived. Lin Qiao glanced at Wei Yun, her face showing dissatisfaction but she still exercised patience.
