"Let me introduce to everyone, Zhang Xiaowei and his girlfriend Han Xue. Don't let his youth fool you; he is a young man I happened to encounter in the antique market with an exceptionally high level of appreciation for antiques."
Zhang Xiaowei glanced at the people inside, awkwardly smiling and nodding.
"Old Wei, why didn't you tell us earlier? If I had known it was him, I wouldn't have come no matter what."
As soon as Wei Dongbao finished speaking, a man suddenly stood up, angrily voicing his displeasure.
Wei Dongbao was taken aback, surprised, and asked, "Little Luo, why is that?"
That manager Luo furrowed his brows, looking at Zhang Xiaowei with a face full of dread.
"Ahem!"
Just as manager Luo was about to speak, a light cough came from beside him.
"Manager Luo, everyone is here to enjoy the meal together, what are you doing? Sit down quickly, don't offend Mr. Wei's distinguished guest."
Manager Luo was taken aback upon hearing Ma Sangu's words.
