Tang Yuan swallowed a mouthful of braised meat and said nonchalantly, "Don't threaten me, kid, I don't buy your tricks."
"Fine, I was thinking of helping you get close to Nanrong Wanqing, but since you say that, forget it." Ling Chen fiddled with the wine glass in his hand, looking indifferent.
"Can you really help me?" Tang Yuan's eyes brightened, quickly picked up the wine bottle, and poured him a glass of wine attentively, smiling, "We're brothers through thick and thin, I knew you'd help me."
"Just tell me the reason, and I'll arrange for you to join the Hongyu Group tomorrow."
"Well..." Tang Yuan hesitated, "Let's do this, don't make it difficult for me. I'll make a call to ask the General first to see what he thinks." After saying this, he got up from the table and took out his phone to dial a number.
A few minutes later, he returned to the table, his expression somewhat strange.
Seeing this, Ling Chen couldn't help asking, "What did the old man say?"