at the same time.

Imperial Club, a luxurious private room.

The private room was full of people.

Most of the people who came to the banquet were from Du Ruoxuan's class.

Some classmates brought friends to me.

Sitting in the main seat is Fan Wu, president of the Jinling Medical University Martial Arts Association.

In addition to Fan Wu, there are also Yang Beixuan, Tao Wanshan and others.

Fan Wu held his arm and glanced at Tao Wanshan and said, "Wanshan, you have a wide connection. You can even book a private room at the Huangjue Club."

"President, to be honest, this is thanks to Han Wenqing."

"As far as I know, the tea from the Huangjue Club is specially provided by the Han family."

"Even the owner of the Imperial College, he has to give him some thin face."

Tao Wanshan took a sip of tea and said lazily.

"What?"

"Han Wenqing?"

"Hiss, Mr. Tao, do you actually know Han Wenqing?"

"Yes, Mr. Tao, as far as I know, Han Wenqing is a food anchor of Longyu Live, earning over 100 million yuan a year. I heard that he has an emperor's tongue. Any cuisine he has commented on will be on the hot search."

Everyone here also said excitedly.

Tao Wanshan said calmly: "Of course I know each other! I'm going to tell you, Han Wenqing and I are young children, and we grew up naked and are even more close to each other than brothers."

Han Wenqing! One of the seven richest people in Jinling, the son of Han Yunhu! One of the heirs of Babao Group! It can be said that Han Wenqing grew up with the golden key in his mouth! Bang.

As he was talking, he saw a young man wearing a black mask pushing the door and walking in.

"Shanzi!"

"I'm so sorry!"

"I'm late!"
Chapter completed!