"Don't worry!" Ling Qingxue smiled and said,"I already told them to make preparations. Let's go, I'll take you to see!"
With that, Ling Qingxue held Xia ruofei's arm and walked into the courtyard.
There was a central room between the two courtyards, and the bar counter of the private restaurant was set up there. When Ling Qingxue walked over, she raised her voice and asked,""Old Lu, is the flying Snow Pavilion ready?"
A middle - aged man in a shirt, suit pants, and a red tie quickly said,""President Ling, everything is ready! Do you want to go over now?"
Ling Qingxue nodded."Yes, let's go and take a look. The guests should be here soon!"
"Alright, alright!" Old Lu said immediately. Then, he waved his hand and said,"Xiaoli, bring CEO Ling to the flying Snow Pavilion!"
Then, old Lu showed an embarrassed smile and said,""President Ling, I still have a guest to attend to. What do you think ..."