"Heh, Old Qing, you're still as hot-tempered as ever, but we didn't invite Boss Xiao this time to argue, so try to rein it in a bit."
Initially, Luo Qianhua's face still wore a slight smile, but then his expression turned serious, "We just need to suppress him subtly. We'd better not provoke him. Let's not forget how Yan Guanghui died."
Qing Liancheng harrumphed, "You're just too cautious. But, what you said makes sense, we can't go too far at this banquet. However, I think Xiao Zheng should also know his place!"
"Moreover, don't we still have one person here?"
Speaking of which, Qing Liancheng glanced toward a middle-aged man not far away, who was holding a wine glass and chatting animatedly with a group of company bosses from Zhonghai City.
This middle-aged man, a member of a family in Zhonghai City, was named Hua Shanjiu. Although only moderately well-known, he had some past disagreements with Xiao Zheng.
