Yang Kai was sitting next to Liu Qian as if on pins and needles, constantly drinking water to hide his anxiety, occasionally glancing at his watch as if casually checking the time, his heart extremely restless.
All the leaders have taken their seats and were almost through with the cold dish appetizers. Tang Qing still hadn't arrived, and with so many leaders waiting, Yang Kai didn't know if he should announce the start of the banquet or say that they should wait a bit longer.
Unable to get through to Tang Qing on the phone, Yang Kai had sent a text message only to get a response saying he would be there in a bit.
In a bit.
Such a vague answer.
But how long is 'in a bit'?
Yang Kai didn't dare to call and hurry Tang Qing. All he could do was wait.
Besides Yang Kai, Liu Qian and Feng Hai were also feeling nervous.
Liu Qian was sweating bullets over Tang Qing's actions.
Real audacity lies in great artistry.
Bro, I'm begging you.
Please come quickly.
Meanwhile.
