He grabbed Wen Jiaojiao's hand and pulled her away from the neck, saying indifferently, "Then there's even less need for that."

Jiang Peitian still wore a gentle smile, his gaze lowered as he looked at the business card on his fingertips.

Li Zhu, the assistant standing nearby, hung up the phone and stepped forward, saying:

"Boss, the business is done, we should head back to Hong Kong now."

Jiang Peitian was only in Hong Kong on a business trip and was taking advantage of his free time to wander around hoping to meet a few people he liked. However, he still had things to do in Hong Kong and really shouldn't have lingered there.

He nodded slightly, and before turning his head, he raised his eyes slightly, his gaze lingering on Wen Zhaoye's back with a complicated and unfocused look.

Seeing his reaction, Li Zhu said with an ambiguous meaning:

"Boss, do you know him?"

Jiang Peitian chuckled lightly and took a long stride, saying:

"It's just like an old friend."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhu turned and glanced in the direction Wen Zhaoye had left, saying, "Should I go and investigate?"

Jiang Peitian picked up the phone from the table and walked out indifferently, saying, "No need, I have no old friends in Yuncheng."

After he finished speaking, seven or eight burly men followed behind him, and walked out with great momentum while everyone else shrank back.

After finishing her song on stage, Wu Meijun swayed her hips from side to side as if she wanted to fly off, and said:

"Brother Gang, why are you only arriving now? I thought you'd forgotten about me."

Qin Gang, with his protruding belly and pigeon-toed gait, walked forward, grinning to reveal a mouthful of yellow teeth, and put his arm around her back, saying:

“Something came up on the way and I was delayed, but I promised to come and keep you company, so of course I didn’t forget.”

Wu Meijun's family was poor, and her mother resolutely sent her out to work to earn money for the family so that her son could get married.

She rose from a waitress to where she is today, and Qin Gang's help was indispensable in most of it.

"The hotel is already booked. I'll go back with you now. Or you could talk to our boss," Wu Meijun said with a charming smile.

Qin Gang pulled out his old-fashioned mobile phone with a tiny screen and said:

"I'll just make a phone call to my brother."