A Good Play

The opportunity came quickly.

Fantasy bar, room 301.

Jiang Siyan was holding a glass of red wine and sipping it.

He took a sip, held the goblet in his hand, and shook it gently. The red wine in the goblet began to swirl.

At this moment, the door of the private room rang. Immediately, Hsu Feifei came in with a plate of fruit on a tray. "Boss, your fruit plate."

Jiang Siyan slightly raised his eyebrows. Fruit plate? Didn't he say he wanted a fruit plate?

His eyes fell on the tray on the tea table and he raised his eyebrows. Even if the boss was going to give him a plate, he wouldn't give him such a small plate!

So Jiang Siyan looked up at the waiter, "This isn't me … "Yes."

Seeing the waiter's face, Jiang Siyan was stunned for a moment, and even the sentence clearly paused.

"Qingge?" Jiang Siyan shouted with a frown.

"Huh?" Hsu Feifei exclaimed, "What Qingge?" The boss must have recognized the wrong person! "