She opened WeChat and planned to ask Xiao Zhao, because no one except her knew that she would come here for dinner tonight.
Just as I turned to Xiao Zhao's WeChat, the door of the box was suddenly pushed open by someone from the outside.
Shang Jingchi appeared in front of everyone in a black suit with a cold aura.
Under his thick sword-like eyebrows, his cold and deep eyes locked onto Wen Ran.
Wen Ran felt a chill on his back when he looked at her, and his phone almost fell to the ground.
Everyone else in the box was stunned. They stopped talking mid-sentence and fell into an eerie silence.
They all looked at the person who suddenly broke in at the door.
Zhao Jianmin was closest to Shang Jingchi and was the first person to recognize Shang Jingchi.
"Mr. Shang!" Zhao Jianming exclaimed.
He hurriedly put down the wine glass in his hand and stood up from the chair.
He smiled hilariously, pushed his chair away, and walked up to Shang Jingchi, hunched over. "Why is Mr. Shang here too? Oh, I've heard of Mr. Shang's name for a long time, but I've never had the chance to have dinner with him."
Zhao Jianming turned to look at Bai Zhenghua and said in a reproachful tone, "Zhenghua, you're such a fool! Why didn't you tell me in advance that you had invited Mr. Shang as well?"
Bai Zhenghua was completely confused and opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.
Zhao Jianming reached into his pockets and found that he didn't have anything valuable on him.
After searching for a long time, he only found a half-smoked box of cigarettes.
He wanted to curry favor by handing it to Shang Jingchi, but he felt that his cigarette was too cheap and was worried that Shang Jingchi would dislike it.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets and was sweating from the anxiety.
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