"Alright," Song Wei said loudly,"you've seen her. Can we eat now?"
"Let's eat! I have to give a toast to brother Xia later!"
"Of course! Brother Xia, from today onwards, you're my idol!"
"Don't fight with me for my idol! I'll fight whoever tries to snatch it from me!"
The rich Playboys laughed and returned to their seats.
Although the atmosphere was still as warm as before, the feeling was different.
Previously, everyone was only polite to Xia ruofei because of Song Wei.
Even if Xia ruofei's company was very big and could easily buy a courtyard house in the capital that was worth hundreds of millions, it was still not enough in the eyes of these rich men.
To put it bluntly, this was still an official - based society, especially the way of thinking of these wastrels. Unless they were as rich as Tang He and MA Xiong, it was difficult for ordinary merchants to gain their respect.