About ten minutes later, Song Qi also arrived, bringing Xu Chen with him.
The ordering and serving were done smoothly, the service was attentive, and the dishes looked and tasted great.
Just as a few people started eating, they heard hurried footsteps outside the corridor. Song Zhiqing glanced at Yan Jinqun and saw that the person who should be here had arrived.
There was a knock on the door. "Mr. Yan, Boss Jingfeng is looking for you."
Yan Jinqun said, "Let him in."
Then the door of the private room was opened by Yan Jin's group, and Wang Xueqing and Wang Jishen came in together.
Before coming in, Wang Xueqing glanced at the person guarding the door several times and wiped his face with a handkerchief in his hand.
"Oh, I didn't know Mr. Song and Mr. Yan were coming. I'm sorry for not welcoming them!"
None of the three people sitting there moved.
No words were spoken either.
Wang Xueqing pulled Wang Jishen, who had a Mediterranean hairstyle and wore glasses. His sharp face looked like he was full of evil intentions. "Minister Song, Mr. Yan, what's the wind that brought you two here today? My little shop is really honored! And this guy, this must be General Song's beloved son, Song Qi. As expected, a tiger father has a tiger son. At first glance, he is a capable young general in the army! Haha."
Song Qi didn't even look at him, he took a bite of vegetables and said, "Well, what's the matter with you coming here?"
Wang Xueqing didn't expect that Song Zhiqing and Yan Jinqun ignored him, and only Song Qi spoke for a long time.
But this young man's aura was no less than that of Song Zhiqing and Yan Jinqun, and he also had the solemnity and seriousness of a soldier. He sat there without even raising his eyes, and he felt his legs trembling.
This mission is really not an easy one.
"Oh, my son works under Minister Song. I heard from the girl in the store that Minister Song was actually here for dinner, so I thought I'd come over to say hello."
Song Zhiqing smiled slightly, his whole body deliberately exuding a gentle aura, "The news is quite sensitive. We are just having a private dinner. How about this, since you came to say hello, don't just stand there, add two dishes, and eat and drink together!"
Wang Jishen's eyes lit up, and before his father Wang Xueqing could say anything, he agreed repeatedly, "No problem, Minister Song, I'll ask someone to add a few more dishes right away. I'll also ask someone to bring two bottles of good wine!"
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