Not to mention Wang Qian, even he was very resistant.

Therefore, if Wang Qian continues to cause trouble and the banquet ends unhappily, it would be a result he would be happy to see.

"Wang Qian?"

The young man named Huang Bo seemed to know Wang Qian as well. He placed the briefcase on the table and then said with a half-smile, "Didn't you go back to the countryside to farm? What are you doing here?"

Before Wang Qian could answer, Huang Bo added sarcastically, "This doesn't seem like a place for you, does it?"

"What did you say?"

Wang Qian flew into a rage, "What business is it of yours what I'm doing here?"

"Wang Qian, that's enough!"

Before Huang Bo could speak, Wu Yanping said in a low voice, "I don't care what conflicts you and Huang Bo had in college, but he is my guest today. Please respect him and also respect me."

Wang Qian frowned.

Despite his resentment, he hesitated for a long time before nodding. "Alright, for your sake, I'll let it slide today."

"Oh ho, you're not going to stoop to my level?"

Huang Bo laughed, "Wang Qian, don't push your luck. Who do you think you are? With your status, if you hadn't gotten close to Yan Ping, you wouldn't even have the right to stand here and talk to me."

"Huang Bo, don't look down on people like that!"

Wang Qian was even more furious, and said in a fierce but weak voice, "Yan Ping and I are classmates and friends. It's not about one of us trying to climb the social ladder. You're just spouting nonsense."

"What? Did I hit a sore spot, and now you're angry?"

Huang Bo made no attempt to hide his sarcasm, saying, "You're just a country bumpkin. No matter how much you want to climb up to the upper class, you're still just a clown."

"What you should really do is go back to your rural home and cultivate your small plot of land."

"This kind of high-level game isn't something just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can get into!"