Watching Yang Meiying leave, Tang Yi immediately called Ye Feilong.
"Elder Ye, I'm in the capital. Roll over and drink with me."
"Really?"
"Damn!"
"Brother Yi, are you sure you're not tricking me?"
Ye Feilong, clearly shocked on the phone, said, "I have a heart condition, don't you go kidding me."
Tang Yi chuckled and cursed, saying, "Cut the crap, it's at that little tavern we know, waiting for you."
"Remember to bring your wallet. I'm treating, but you're paying."
Having said that, he hung up directly.
In a somewhat shabby little tavern.
It wasn't mealtime, so there weren't many people around.
Tang Yi had just sat down when, with a bang, the tavern's door was almost broken down.
Then Ye Feilong excitedly rushed in.
The boss had been looking down at TikTok, and startled by the noise, his phone fell straight to the ground.
He immediately got up angrily. But seeing Ye Feilong, he hastily broke into a grin and said, "Lord Long!"