Jiangbei Grand Hotel; Who Is He?

After a long while, the middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses standing in front said, "Elder Qin, I'm sorry... We didn't welcome you in time when you came."

"You're Lil Hong, right?" Qin Weiming waved his hand.

"Yes, four years ago, my father and I visited you in Jingbei once," Hong Hanlin said.

"Yes, I have some impression." Qin Weiming nodded and said.

Hong Hanlin said, "Although we haven't seen each other for four years, you're still the same. You haven't changed at all."

"You're just like Old Hong, always looking for nice things to say!" Qin Weiming said.

"I... I was just speaking the truth," Hong Hanlin said.

The two of them chatted for a while, and the atmosphere was quite carefree.

Hong Hanlin said, "Elder Qin, we've prepared a banquet to welcome you to Jiang province. Are you free?"

Qin Weiming touched his stomach. "Speaking of food, I'm a little hungry. Alright, let's go!"