"Ah Heng's been back for some time and it wasn't easy to get everyone together tonight. Are you going to fumble the ball?"
"Do you mean Jiang Zhuoheng will be there?" Yan Rusheng narrowed his eyes as he looked afar. The white Bentley had driven out of the parking lot and was speeding away as Yan Rusheng looked at it.
Ming Ansheng answered him with a yes and his tone carried a hint of disapproval. "So you'll be letting us down if you don't come."
"Alright, I'll go," Young Master Yan agreed reluctantly.
The places that they frequented were usually the capital city's expensive and luxurious bars or clubs.
It would only take a glance across the vast car park to see that it was occupied with cars that were worth millions.
Young Master Yan was usually the most important guest at a party and he was always the last to arrive.
