The bald guy at the dinner table seemed quite fond of stirring things up. Seeing the scene, he said, "Hey, Old Wan, since you two hit it off so well, why not become godfathers to each other."
"Great idea!"
A group of people started egging them on, but Wan Tao just smiled and remained silent.
Clearly, he wasn't keen on the idea, and neither was Zhou Yuwen.
Who'd be sick enough to want to be someone else's son.
Having a glass of wine with him was enough material for bragging later.
"Let's add each other on WeChat," Wan Tao said, taking out his phone.
After they added each other on WeChat, Wan Tao said, "The Zhejiang Merchants Tea Association has events in Hefei and Suzhou, each with an exhibition."
He asked Zhou Yuwen if he was interested in doing the planning.
Old Wan had a sharp eye; he could see Zhou Yuwen's talent and knew that having Zhou Yuwen do the planning would definitely be more cost-effective than the current planning company.
