The sound of chairs and tables being pulled over alarmed the tycoons strolling by the pond.
Everyone was a bit puzzled. Logically, when inviting someone to a meal, whether for celebrations or banquets, the seating and some ready-made cold dishes are prepared in advance for the guests.
Why is it the other way around now, preparing after the people arrive?
Xiao Feng and the others naturally had no such doubts and continued to wander leisurely.
At that moment, an elderly voice rang out from behind: "Mr. Xiao's intelligence is extraordinary, making this old man have to admit that youth are to be feared, youth are to be feared indeed."
Everyone turned around simultaneously and saw Guan Huarong, who was smiling. This smile was perfectly measured, neither too intimate nor lacking in enthusiasm.
