"I'm just going for a look. There's no need for me to make a special trip to Italy to meet up with you, right? How about this? I'll fly to the United Kingdom myself, and we can meet somewhere there later," Chen Fei said, naturally shaking his head. He wasn't a fool. Why would he make a special trip to Italy when he could fly directly from his home country to the UK?
"Ah, look at me, I completely forgot you'd returned home. The banquet starts next Monday, so how about we meet up in London on Saturday night? What do you say, dear Chen?" Old Brad gave an awkward smile, having just realized Chen Fei was already back in the country, and he quickly changed the subject.
"Sure, no problem. We'll contact each other by phone then," Chen Fei nodded. He then hung up and returned to the private room.
