"Okay, I'll order then." Huang Renfeng had done this before, picking up the menu and starting to select the signature dishes according to everyone's tastes.

The private room was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation, but the next room was shrouded in gloom.

Yu Jianguo arrived half an hour late.

Upon seeing him for the first time, Xiao Ling slammed her hand on the table in a fit of rage: "You, surnamed Yu, do you even have a sense of time?"

More than a decade has passed since I last saw him. He's now doing quite well, though even with some money, he hasn't changed his rotten ways. Compared to Feng Jingyao's truly wealthy family, they're worlds apart.

She must have been blind to be deceived by his appearance.

To be honest, Yu Jianguo was handsome and refined, and in his youth, he won the hearts of many girls with his good looks. Back then, he was penniless, and if it weren't for his good looks, how could any girl have married him?

Yu Jianguo casually pulled out a chair, sat down, and crossed his legs in a grand old man's manner: "There's no other way, the company's business is booming, and we just signed a big deal worth tens of millions."

The so-called big deal was actually an annual salary agreement with Adrian. Even now, he is still overwhelmed with surprise. How could such an internationally renowned talent only be interested in the Yu Group?

Sure enough, my daughter's suggestion to enter the field of artificial intelligence was the right one; otherwise, how could the Yu Group go international?

His daughter is truly his lucky star.

Thinking of this, Yu Jianguo took out his phone and sent a text message to Yu Wan.

[Daughter, I'll transfer ten million to your account tomorrow. Use it to buy some New Year's goods.]