Jiang Weiguo looked up at the middle-aged man and, without much of a reaction, nodded and said, "Long time no see."
The middle-aged man seemed quite accustomed to Jiang Weiguo's indifferent attitude and smiled, "When did Jiang arrive?"
"Just got here," Jiang Weiguo said.
"I did too, I rushed over as soon as I got the call this afternoon. I read the latest issue of 'Taste,' congratulations to Jiang."
Jiang Weiguo suddenly sat up straight, turned to face the middle-aged man directly, "I received the call yesterday morning."
"At just over six in the morning."
Jiang Feng & Wu Minqi & the middle-aged man: ...
The middle-aged man let out a couple of dry laughs, clearly at a loss for words, and left with a "I won't disturb Jiang during his meal" before returning to his original spot.
"Grandpa, is he Sir Sun's junior brother?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.
"Yeah," Jiang Weiguo nodded, took a bite of the sautéd diced lotus root, felt like cursing but held back, "He's Sun Maochai."
