Yang Ruoqian parked his car and walked into the restaurant with a troubled expression. As he glanced at the number of customers inside, his complicated feelings eased slightly. It was already dinner time, but the restaurant was far from full; not even one-third of the tables were occupied.
Even if Cheng Fei had retaliated with a spending spree, the restaurant was definitely running at a loss. As he approached the entrance, the waitstaff who had been waiting for him welcomed him and led Yang Ruoqian to a private room.
Upon opening the door, he found four people inside. Two of them were from Cheng Yu, and the other two were partners in the short video and online novel platforms they were collaborating with.
"Five minutes early and still the last one..." Yang Ruoqian muttered inwardly, apologized, and took a seat after finding a chair.