"Hey, Boss Zhang, are you done over there?"
"Yeah, Mr. Yan, where are we going to eat?"
"They want to eat at Tianfu First-class."
"Alright, I'll head out now and wait for you downstairs."
"Okay, we'll tidy up and head over there as soon as possible."
After hanging up, Zhang Jingdong started the car, skillfully maneuvered, and quickly disappeared from the spot.
Half an hour later, Zhang Jingdong arrived first, waited for about ten minutes, and then Yan Ning's white Rolls Royce appeared in sight, eventually parking across from him.
Zhang Jingdong then got out of the car.
A little later, Yan Ning and the three others also got out of the car.
Yan Zifeng walked over happily, "Master, can you guess how much I scored?"
Zhang Jingdong deliberately guessed low, "540?"
"Nope, too low!"
"Then... 550?"
"Nope."
"560?"
Yan Zifeng felt a bit smug, "Master, why don't you guess boldly?"
"Then... 600?"
