Teach me, please!

People at the door seem to have come to Hai Zhong Xian for a meal by chance. The man who called out took a look around the private room and then said something to his companions.

His companions continued on, while he walked in alone.

"Uncle Fang, Aunt Pan, Fang Qing... you're all here."

It was obvious.

Not only did he recognize Jiang Chen, but he also seemed familiar with everyone in the private room.

"Xiao Yu, I haven't seen you for years, you've grown so tall."

Indeed, he even greeted Hong Xiaoyu.

With a slicked-back hairdo, casual clothes, black leather shoes, a Longines watch on his wrist that cost tens of thousands to start with, and a briefcase tucked under his arm, his look was quite eye-catching in Sha City,

Perhaps intimidated by his aura, Hong Xiaoyu seemed a bit constrained and smiled awkwardly.

"Brother Zili, long time no see."

"Zili, are you here for dinner?"

Fang Weiguo asked.

"Yeah, with some leaders from the Urban Construction Bureau."