"You're backing out of a deal you agreed to?"
Song Yun seemed somewhat surprised. The Ye family, after all, was a reputed noble clan of Magic Capital. Despite their declining population, their assets and the charitable deeds of Father Ye over the years undoubtedly proved their status. So now, for them to say they would not come simply showed they did not take the banquet seriously.
"There's no helping it. It's tough being squeezed in the middle for a big shot. The higher his position, the more adept he becomes at maintaining a balance."
"So is tonight's banquet canceled or not?"
Hearing Song Yun's words, Father Ye shook his head. Though the absence of the big shot was regrettable, there were many family heads from Magic Capital attending the banquet. Wooing these people to form the first line of defense in business was also very important.
By six o'clock in the evening, cars had begun to trickle into the Ye residence.
