"Treat me to a meal?"
Wang Qing smiled. 'What's so great about eating with some kid?' He had let him use the car to build some goodwill, mostly for Zhang Chun's sake. Besides, he wasn't in a hurry to use the car anyway.
Just like with Li Yang, although he had acted very enthusiastically toward Yang Hui that night, it was all a performance for Zhang Chun.
Zhang Chun seemed to look after Yang Hui, but to what extent could Yang Hui influence Zhang Chun? Wang Qing, judging others by his own standards, felt the influence would be limited.
'After all, he's just a young man, and not even a relative of Zhang Chun's.'
As for Zhang Chun acting so close to Yang Hui at the banquet, you couldn't always take that at face value.
People at their level were masters of performance. They could make the fake seem more real than reality itself!
But then he saw the last sentence: "President Zhang Chun and I will be there!"
