"Miss Ning," the father of Wei Hua, Wei Taixu, apologizes for the recent actions of his son. As his father, I must apologize to Miss Ning on his behalf."
After Ning Youwei ascended the platform, the banquet hall echoed with the first voice.
All eyes looked to see a corpulent middle-aged man, smiling broadly as he gazed at Ning Youwei on the stage.
"Wei Taixu really has a 'big stomach'; he's gotten so fat," Lu Ping sneered inwardly.
"Although there was some unpleasantness earlier, our Wei Family is nonetheless a leader in many industries in Jiang City. Miss Ning, choosing to cooperate with us would most certainly be the right decision," Wei Taixu suggested, offering unsolicited advice.
