Ming Jing smiled slightly, "Really?"
In the corner, Ran Gong furrowed his brows, "Don't you think that woman's back looks familiar?"
Wan Xiang glanced over, "I don't see it. Are you just itching for some pretty face?"
Ran Gong shook his head, "Brother Wan, don't joke around."
Wan Xiang took a sip of his drink, getting impatient, "Why hasn't it started yet?"
The waiter came over with the menu, asking what drinks they wanted. The starting price was 1,888 yuan, and Zheng Qing ordered the most expensive Emperor's Set Meal.
Seeing that they were big spenders, the waiter's service became even more enthusiastic.
Zheng Qing looked around and asked with a grin, "Do you have a singer with the last name Dong here?"
The waiter nodded, "You mean Dong Jiahe? He's been a resident singer here for quite some time. However, he signed with a company a few months ago to become a celebrity and left."
Zheng Qing smiled and asked, "Have you seen him recently?"
