After an unknown period of time, the Xie family slowly appeared.
However, no one really cared.
Some people who acted quickly had even finalized the cooperation and felt that it was worth it to come to this banquet.
The old master of the Xie family hadn't arrived yet. The first to arrive was the eldest son who had been sent to keep up the facade. He was the eldest son of the old master who had been cut off from being the heir at the beginning.
Xing Jiu 'an paid more attention.
He was in his fifties, wearing a formal black suit. His hair was still black, and he was smiling. He didn't look like the mediocre person in the rumors.
If he had to describe it, he was like an old fox who planned everything behind the scenes.
Seeing this person, Xing Jiu 'an couldn't help but think of someone he had met by chance.
