Mi Li hesitated a bit, suggesting, "This is a dinner with the sponsors, I think you should change your outfit. Otherwise, it will seem a bit informal."
Yu Jingrong did not take it seriously: "It's not a banquet, it's just a meal, there's no need to be too formal!"
Indeed, it was just a meal, not a banquet. But inviting someone for a meal usually called for a bit of warmth and assuring sincerity to express gratitude. However, Yu Jingrong was insistent, so Mi Li kept quiet.
She gave Yu Jingrong a brief smile, "Then let's go with this one. We should get going now, it won't look good if we're late."
When they arrived at the booked private room in the banquet hall, some of the sponsors were already there. Yu Jingrong was surprised to find Li Chengyun among them.
Mr. Chen's eyes lit up like a hundred-watt bulb when he saw Li Chengyun.
He wasn't one of the sponsors this time, but Mr. Chen knew that just a hair off this sort of person would be enough to finance several training camps.
