Wang Chao Bar.
It was still the same VIP room, with only two people inside.
However, unlike the previous time, there was no Xie Chenyu, instead Song Shaopeng was sitting with a burly middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was dressed in black, about thirty years old, with triangular eyes and a hooked nose, sporting a completely shaved head.
Moreover, on his head a black dragon tattoo stretched down to his left cheek, adding a fierce air to his appearance.
This man was the behind-the-scenes owner of Wang Chao Bar, Wang Chao, nicknamed "Old Black".
"Shaopeng, how's the situation?" Old Black looked at Song Shaopeng and asked.
Song Shaopeng's face was dark, he didn't respond, but slapped his hand on the table.
With a bang, a wine glass full of liquid rolled onto the floor, shattering into pieces.
"Damn it! Ye Xuan has already signed a contract with Liu Group, I can't let this filthy cockroach step over my head!"
