Old Feng's eyes lit up as he handed over a cigarette, "Sure, do we need to prepare anything?"
Qi Yun took the cigarette, lit it, and after a puff, frowned and replied, "Just prepare a few membership cards worth two thousand each for him."
Old Feng blew out a smoke ring and nodded.
A few membership cards aren't considered anything valuable; it's just normal relationship maintenance. Even if the other party can't use them, they can give them to someone else.
If you give something expensive right off the bat, others will get suspicious.
As they were talking, a black Passat pulled up to a parking space in front of the hot pot restaurant.
Qi Yun immediately spotted Ma Baoguo getting out of the car and lightly nudged Old Feng, signaling him.
Old Feng followed his gaze and also saw Ma Baoguo, quickly stood up, straightened his clothes, and put on a big smile.
